anyone - i've got some damn bad intentions

[Djinni]

The first horse to find her is as brightly colored as the trees overhead, and Djinni eyes her salmon points with clear pleasure. She likes the color and would take it herself, had not Beqanna stolen the ability from her. She does meet the other's gaze eventually, her soft eyes bright and innocent as she looks up at the taller mare.

"Hello Ygritte," she replies, "And thank you."

Sylva, she repeats to herself, that is what they have named the autumnal forest. Its a fitting name reminiscent of the ancient ones, and Djinni wonders if they even know,or if they have chosen the nomenclature based on its phonetics alone.

She looks up at the sound of more hooves, unsurprised to see that her summons had beckoned in more than one response. She nods her head politely to the newcomer, offering her own name: "Djinni," even though the young mare does not do the same.

Ygritte has asked what brings her to this place, and since Djinni has no reason to lie, she says: "I came to look at the Mountain from another angle. The view from the Coast gets a little dull after a while, and since I'll go back up eventually, I thought I'd see if there was an easier route."