Fitful musings come to a halt as the nereid found herself the object of another's greeting. Her furrowed brow softened into a kinder expression as the black stallion approached her where she stood on the warm beach. She couldn't place him, not that it was surprising. After a year long absence, it would be odd if she did recognize every single horse she came across in the secluded isle.
Noting the jagged black antlers that rose from his brow, the flecks of deep green and the bracing scent of sea salt, he seemed to be rather at home on the shores of Ischia. Perhaps more so than the marine mare did herself recently.
"Hello," she returned the greeting warmly, amethystine eyes blinking slowly up at him. He was too thin, almost skeletal, and she found herself frowning slightly at the realization. She nodded absently at his question, examining him more thoroughly. "I am, yes. You need to eat more." Her mothering tone came out, baffled at how one could live someplace so verdant and still look malnourished. It was as though he'd turned his nose up at all the good things to eat here and decided to subsist on salt grass.
With a tiny shake of her head, the pale mare sighed and rolled her shoulders, feeling tightness with every muscle stretched. Her expression turned apologetic after a moment. "Sorry, that was rude of me. And I haven't even gotten your name yet!" She winced, sure she looked like an absolute sunfish. The rigid fan of her mane flared a bit in agitation as she tried to regain control of the day that so far seemed to be slipping by without care as to if she was keeping up or not. A sunfish, indeed.
@[Velkan]