She finds herself mentally preparing for an encounter, ears twitching all about to ensure she cannot be surprised by a stranger; she has learned from her adolescence to be wary and watchful, and it has embedded itself into her already shy nature. She hears the hooves before she sees the source and raises her head, ears pricked as she gazes upon the newcomer. He is well built and regal, she notices that right away, but there is the way he moves that strikes her as odd. He moves smoothly enough, she notes, but without the carefree grace of a stag her own age.
He seems kind enough, his words soft and his posture nonthreatening enough to make her relax a little, to make her ears lose some of their rigidity. "I am Elendil." Her voice is soft, soft enough to be carried off onto a breeze and never heard again - luckily enough, the wind is quite gentle with her today. She is thankful. "I am here because here I find peace, and I find solitude." She is honest, though, and dips her head in respect to this regal stallion. She often finds herself quite unworthy of attention, and this is no exception for her.
He does, however, seem slightly preoccupied, but she doesn't take offence. Even in conversations she tends to slip into the background: she is content to listen and be unseen, for it gives her so much more information than sweet words one may speak. She is always listening, always watching, and the black mare that approaches is not missed by her. It is unusual for her to be popular in any way, so she shifts back towards the trees that had hidden her so well moments before. It wasn't a feeling of claustrophobia, no, but she found herself already desiring the uninterrupted space she had been inside up until a few moments ago. She is kind, though, and appreciates the compliment; she loved her coat and the unique patterning that colored her hide, the appearance of it creating a boost of confidence that helped her through times like this - especially if it was noticed.
"Thank you, Naga. It is truly a pleasure to meet you both." She means it sincerely, truly. Shy though she is, she appreciates those who take the time to approach her. It makes her feel a little less invisible, and sometimes, that's all she wants.
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love her, but leave her wild