Amorette has always been too friendly, too trusting. She does not mind others near her, in fact, she enjoys their presence. Especially after some time spend in solitude, like had been the case a little oo often lately. And it is not as if Mura is disrespecting it.
During the brief moment they had treaded into one another’s personal space she had taken the chance to sniff out the pale blue mare in return. Many scents cling to her own, and yet, none distinctive like it. Nor does Amorette smell other equine, which might explain why she had startled Mura. Perhaps also the lack of manners, though the young blue mare is soon to overcome them. It puts a smile on Amore’s lips, and a light drop of her head as she nods. ”It’s nice to meet you too, Mura. Are you new to tread into Beqanna, or returning?” she asks, not to pry but out of genuine interest.
The mention of her home, though indirect, makes her smile even grow wider. ”You can smell the ash on me?” she asks with a half grin, half smile. She had never bothered or felt ashamed for the ashes that dust her coat from time to time, the volcano was a big part of her life and Amorette loved every moment spend near it. ”I live in Tephra, north from here. She has a small volcano, large springs and green glowing hills. The tropical greenery is quite an amazing sight too. And it is pleasantly warm all year round.” Every time she speaks of Tephra, she cannot help it but to become somewhat enthusiastic at least. She simply loves her home.
But it is Mura’s own curiosity that makes her offer; ”Would you like to see it?” Amorette would take much joy in showing the pale blue mare around, and having even a small chance only to have someone else fall in love with Teprha too was a very nice prospect too.
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
