A relationship can grow overtime, and there are the cases of falling in love on the very first sight. Finding a home could be just like that. Some need time to adjust, after at least some initial fondness of the land. In Amorette’s case it had been the latter; she’d felt at home in Tephra right away. In her defence, the land reminded her of her birth land in the ‘old’ Beqanna, the heath familiar, and yet the it is so different from the Mourning Mountains at the same time. On top of that, she had reconnected with her father here, one to offer her a warm welcome home. Amorette had never though other of Tephra than home.
And she’d love to see Tephra’s habitants grow in number. In order to accomplish that, she’d visited the field, in order to look for those who are in search of an home. Not any home, but a safe place to belong, to be part of. During one of those trips she’d come across Raeanne.
That the chestnut young woman had found her way to Tephra only delights Amorette. They had briefly talked in the field, where the ebony mare had invited Raeanne to come and visit Tephra. She very much understands that you don’t pick your home sorely based on a story. ”Raeanne!” she greets the other mare, a smile tugging at her lips as she perks her ears forward. ”Welcome to Tephra.”
With those words she steps back a little, to not block the other mare’s view, bends her neck and sways her head to indicate to Tephra’s beauty. The volcano is – of course – her main asset, but from the base of the rocky mountain green grass grows on gentle glowing hills and the land offers plenty of fresh water from the river. ”Would you like me to show you around? Or do you prefer to explore yourself?” Not by herself of course, but free to roam in whatever direction she wants, with Amore following along to answer any and all questions Raeanne might have.
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
