well, bless your heart; amorette, any

[Raeanne]

Relief was written across the chocolate mare’s face as the dark mare approached her. The decision on whether to enter alone or not was made for her. She returns the smile and bobs her head slightly in greeting. “Thank you, Amorette. Your home is beautiful.” Her eyes swept over the land again. The tropical fauna was familiar, and despite her attempts to distance herself from her Jungle heritage she found the sights and scents comforting. Part of her didn’t want to. Part of her wanted to believe she was nothing like her mother. That she’d never find comfort in the familiarity of her birthplace and yet she did. But she wasn’t her mother and this wasn’t the Jungle. “I’d love for you to show me around. And can you tell me about some of the inhabitants. Who leads?” She began to walk assuming the other mare would lead her into the territory. “And is there anyone new like me?” It might be nice to seek out someone like herself, that was new to everything here. Amorette was more than friendly and she had already taking a liking to the mother mare, but still it would be nice to reach out to someone on the footing. raeanne There's a wild, wild whisper - Blowin' in the wind