As had often become the case, Wichita was left to her own devices to amuse herself. Truth be told it had made her a bit lonely, this time spent wandering the terrain of the Gates. It was so different here, so small for lack of better words to describe how she felt.
She did what she could to entertain herself, exploring and learning her new home and what it had encompassed. Today she decided to branch a bit farther, and thus did she make an appearance in the meadow. A place, she was told, was free from reign. It was really unextraordinary she thought as she made the short trip from the Gates to the gathering place. Luckily it wasn't really that far, so she didn't regret her decision to broaden her surroundings.
She was surprised to hear a pleasant voice meet her auds as she passed the river. A young female stood there alone, offering greetings to each passer by. Wichita whickered lightly as her own acknowledgement was received, giving a broad smile. This was something new, before her the yearling was adorned with the strangest thing. A marking. She had never seen the likes of it in her short life, but was of course curious. "Howdy, it's nice ta meet ya,"she nodded her dial in enthusiasm."I'm Wichita, what parts are you wandering from?"She perhaps was a bit overwhelming, being oddly close to a complete stranger.