[private] Living On the Edge; Breckin

[Ilma]

A little breeze goes a long way

The white mare smiles a bit when she listens to the spotted female taste the word. "I suspect that the name refers to the lake." she says, trying to be helpful. Then she remembers that, coming from Nerine, Breckin has only seen one of the rivers yet. "Ah, I'll show you. If you want? It is a rather beautiful lake." she explains. Smiling, she almost turns already to guide the newly found visitor, when suddenly the Knabstrüber asks for her name. And magic? The winged mare smiles apologetically. "Oh, I forgot. Silly me. My name is Ilma. And please, no magic. Just these useless feathers." she rustles the wings. She's not using them because of the budding in her belly; it makes her heavier and she doesn't want to risk flight if it would tire her more than usually. A crash would certainly harm the child growing inside of her. "I hope you can forgive my rudeness. Pregnancy seems to make me forgetful more than anything." she explains. She nods towards the south. "You ready to see the rest of the kingdom? I'm not sure if we'll meet anyone else on our way, there's not too many of us around right now I think." She hopes that the sanctuary will harbour more horses next year, but so far, she has not recruited many others for this goal. Just passerby's like Breckin, it seemed. But to Ilma, being a welcoming face to friendly visitors was just as important.

@[Breckin]