Evil is the latest thing on the dark woman’s mind. Until not too long ago she had never stumbled upon something dark. Karaugh had been her first introduction to this dark side of the world she’d never even imagined existed. But even so, Amorette is still oblivious for any and all danger that might lurk in the shadows.
Not because she’s stupid, or dumb, but simply because she likes to see the best other’s. Everyone must have a good side, right? Either way, Warrick might object of her visiting Taiga, for the reason that he does think of her wellbeing and those who roam Taiga might see too taint it.
Perhaps she is lucky to be approached by another gentle soul, perhaps it is just fate. The dunskin splash filly shines as a beacon in Taiga’s almost rigid redwood forest. If she wouldn’t know better she might think she was being visited by an angel, Taiga’s deity maybe. Like Pele was Tephra’s very own guardian goddess.
Her smile widens when the girl decides to cross the last distance between them and it’s only polite that Amore offers to meet her half way. ”Hello” she greets back with a smile, both her ebony ears perked forward. ”My name is Amorette, does Sylva’s lamb have a name?” she introduces herself, her voice friendly. She hadn’t met anyone from Sylva before, but Warrick has suggested they would visit the land soon. Maybe she could learn something in their favour.
The young girl reminds her of Kryptic a little. She worries about him, not at all liking that she had to leave him in Tephra, but, he would manage for a day, right? Doesn’t mean she doesn’t miss him though. ”What brought you to Taiga? You’re curious about it, just like me?”
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
