She has become bored.

Nerine is the same old place, her home, and her cage. She's never allowed to play, especially with Kilter... He was here, but his mommy didn't like her. Or perhaps his mommy didn't like her mommy? Or maybe was it her gift? She couldn't quite tell, but his mommy always looked at her funny, with this strange expression... what was it? Ah, disgust. She always overheard her mommies talking about it, they always seemed worried... did they think she was going to hurt him? She had her shifting under control now. Well at least hopefully.

She lingers by the border of Pangea, she can feel both f her mother's eyes burning holes through her inky black flesh... Until the feeling is gone, she's free of them. For perhaps only a moment or two, or maybe three?

So with a quick action, she hops a few steps over the shallow stream separating both kingdoms.. Her azure gaze surveying the death wallowing within Pangea's grounds. Her dainty hooves kicking up the blood riddled earth, in a rather playful manner. Tendrils of excitement spiking down her ebony skin, rattling every bone in her body. And with her sea green gaze, and sweet sugar vocals she calls out. "Kilter!" She paces. "Come play!" She pauses, spindle like limbs springing about in an antsy manner. "Come on!" She shouts leaping back onto Nerine's grounds. 

It's time for them to play.. It's time for her to fun. Her first taste of enjoyment.