that's all there is
The white mare introduces herself, and even that is routine and calming. Noah tucks away the information for later, breathing for now even regulated. It wouldn’t do, after all, for her breathing to be louder than her voice. The stallion is equally nonthreatening, though her is certainly an impressive physical specimen. He must be making an effort to be so nonthreatening, and Noah quietly appreciates it. She’s sure he could be the opposite, if her wanted to. He continues speaking and identifies himself as being from Tephra. Noah thinks back to the brief wanderings of her childhood and gets the vague idea that maybe Tephra was salty, and had a volcano.
He looks her way, pauses and gives her an opening; she puts words into the quiet as expected. “I’m from a new place called the Brilliant Pampas. I can tell you about it if you’d like,” she hears out the rest of what he has said and ducks her head, in part admiring that he is willing to take a complete strange adventuring and in part wondering if she should be as brave. Perhaps this is why he serves a Kingdom – more than serves, she’s guessing, but she couldn’t say why – and she only has taken possession of the smallest of places, hoping to build a herd.
A family.
noah
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