But the earth refused to die; Nerine horses

[Nataliya]

Nataliya liked spring. She liked the light green of the new leaves (not the dark green of summer, no, that was boring), the rain, and the temperature range. So it was with a smile on her face and a cheerful mood that she cantered into the field, not-quite-oblivious to the drama happening halfway across the continent in Sylva but refusing to let it ruin her mood.

As she entered the field, Nataliya whinnied loudly to announce her presence. "Hello," she called. "Anyone from Nerine here? I might be interested in moving there, but I'd like to know a little more about it first."