Her social misstep had been an honest one, and she looked at the bony black stallion with a doubtful "Hmm," in response to his blasé reasoning. Still, as much as she was curious, he didn't owe her any kind of answer, and she knew it would be rude even for her to try and pry anything else from him.
Concerns set aside, she let the embarrassment go and flowed with the conversation instead. He's unique, even on an island populated by unique horses, and she found herself wanting to know more about the stranger. He would be frightening anywhere else, but between the brilliantly illuminated landscape and his buoyant charm, well, "hungry" had been the first thing to come to mind. Now that she was having a better look at him, she took time to admire the fine gloss of his hair and the cheerful flowers and greenery strewn throughout it. She was brought to mind of mangroves, spindly and dark with unending life held in their roots.
His introduction is as effervescent as the sea mare was beginning to think he naturally was, and a carefree smile of her own bloomed in answer. "Eva's Velkan?" She asked, intrigued to finally meet this friend of a friend. Of several friends, it seemed. A giddy toss of her head accompanied a bubbling laugh, leaving the golden web of her mane curved to one side. "It's nice to meet you, too! I hope you've been enjoying the island. How is Lillii?" She asked, thinking of the mare she hadn't seen in years.
That was the way of things, though. Lives spun apart just as quickly as they came together, and she could hold her loved ones together in one place no easier than the moon could touch the waves.
@[Velkan]