At once Remus realized that he should have known this question was coming, but it caught him by surprise all the same. It took a second for his eyes to change from horror to cool regard. "I'm from the far north," he pawed the ground thoughtfully. "I was abandoned as a foal by my owners and left to die by the thunderpath. My color, it seems, wasn't up to my breed's standards." he shook his head. "I was taken in by an old mare who had lost her filly a few days before. It's been a long story since and I know I'd bore you with it," he snorted and whisked his tail. "How about you? How did you come to Skyherd?"