The news had reached her ears almost immediately, she had of course heard the hessions cry throughout her own lands for there was nothing to barricade the soundwaves from her ears. Mixed emotions filled her heart, someone else, another light.

Pillars step slowly over the geography, her head held at a regal heigth though not imposing herself she simply wished to welcome this newcomer, introduce hereself. Her violet blue visionaries sparkled in the rising sun, contrasting her ivory pelt. Her tresses were swept from her nape, revealing a long scar maiming her boa. She willed the wind to leave, sadly it didn't subside.

Nares test the airs, catching the scent of stallion. Then she saw him, alone just like her. He was that of andalusian blood, grey in color. She let a soft nicker escape from her kissers, she spoke her vioce a mixture of honey and chimes 'Lo M'lord she let her bodice lower into a graceful bow I am Atlanta she rose queen of the lights.