~Moonlight glances off the crimson mount, diamonds hang in the velvet sky. The smell of rain and pine was thick in the air, the sound of distant falling pennies... Zephyre lift's seasoned raven's banner, she had traveled for many a moon... Ebony bodice lathered as the surf of the sea, muscular barrel contracting as stride is taken. A splash of white talon through a broken puddle, once festered scar gleams in the wet. Dial raised, trumpet emits from parted labarums, announcing the raven fatals arival. She pauses at verge of Terra, Nares dialated, the smell of fellow equus captured for immediate evaluation... Yes, fear... her reputation had gone before her like a bow wave. Tassels herd around hocks in an intricate weave. Occuli flare with bottled Spirit of Fire, she ripps at the virgin ground with her blackened nails. She whickers again, low and evil... she had come to claim, and was not to be trifled with.~