She had never been one for diplomacy, but today was different, she thought she'd take her shot bring in some upkeep to perhaps better her reputation with the one queen. So the speckled feline voyages inland, towards the inward valley known as the field, her mother's old stomping grounds, a place where diplomats cleverly talked their kingdom's into the minds of many. Talking.. That was something she wasn't quite good at. It seem's both of her mother's good values had not rubbed off on her, but surely one ting had stuck, Nerine, her home. And surely she would be able to get someone else to fall in love with the coastal kind as she did.

So as she wanders her way through the equine spotted area, she finds herself a singular tree, and what better to climb that tree than her? So with a running a leap, a few a effortless heaves she manages to climb atop the tree, and slink across one of it's slender branches only to settle down in a heap. Obsidian limbs, hanging from the branch her body slung atop of the branch in a rather comfortable position. 

And once settled, the Nerinian feline, allowed her eyes and mind to wander, for she could be waiting some time for an equine to come across her and curiously ask, Why she had decided to climb up this specific tree and how she accomplished such a great a feat. And perhaps she would answer them as simply as she could and lead them onto their decision of choosing Nerine as their humble home... So all she had to do now is wait for someone to come along.

Baby, this is not wonderland.