Paint filly slowly enters into the terrain. She looked about the terrain, searching for those of leadership. No one had shown her affection or kindness, yet she showed those qualities. Not even her mother did before she passed onto another realm. Still, life was not so bad. She slowly continued to walk silently into the terrain, hoping that the lead stallion here would show mercy upon her pitiful hide. She needed a home and out of all ten of the tts, she chose this one. Still, it wouldn't be that much of an honour. She curiously looked about the place, not even making a sound that would attract attention to herself.