Satitba was glad that Sable slowly seemed to regain her control. She was still worried for the other mare, of course, but her friend seemed alright. Like before, Sable first rushed to the water for a refreshing drink. Satitba sighed. She remembered her friend having run off the last time they saw each other. She hadn’t expected to see the seal brown mare again.

Yet here she was. Satitba offered a smile at her first friend.

“Dey ain’t vereh good Ah’d dink,” Satitba said walking up to Sable. “Buh ‘ere weh are! It’s good ta see ya again, Sayble.” She offered the other mare a smile.

Then the elephant in the room was brought up. Satitba wasn’t expecting an apology. Well, she hadn’t expected it to be spoken about. The blanketed perlino looked down a bit then back at Sable. She said she had been going through stuff. She didn’t elaborate either. The perlino shrugged and decided to let bygones be bygones.

“Eh, Ah fergive ya,” Satitba said with a smile. “Dings ‘appen. Ya seemed a bit tense as Ah recall. Sa… where ya been?” She looked to turn the conversation to easier matters. She had poked about the Crossing for a sign of Sable several times before winter and breeding season, but hadn’t caught her scent.