Braylen let a stray smile touch his lips before it fell away at the mention of birth homes. "I wish it reminded me of mine" he said. "But it is nothing like where I was born" He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the memory so not to be a downer in such a wonderful moment. She had agreed to stay! There should be no sad thoughts at this time; those could be saved for later! Stepping forward, Braylen extended his muzzle to playfully bump at the white skin along her shoulder. "Come on, we haven't even seen all of the territory yet" he said.


Turning away, Braylen walked away from the beautiful pool and through the thick vegetation once more. The leaves and vines scraped along his painted flesh felt wonderful but when they came free of its clutches to stand upon the beach once more, the stallion sported several leaves and small twigs in his mane and tail. Shaking himself, Braylen rid a few of them but the rest clung on desperately. He didn't seem to notice.


"There are two other mares that live here" he said, glancing back to Abigail now. Braylen was sure that she could scent them but with their differences, the stallion thought it better to bring it up now since Abigail had agreed to stay. "Georgiana; she is a gypsy mare, very kind with Sirena at her side." he said, giving a faint smile at the the thought of his daughter. "Sadly, Georgiana is blind" he said, his smile falling away. "The other mare that lives here is named Isobel. She is a red appaloosa, though she too has an ailment of being mute."


Braylen did wonder why it was that the two mares with defects were the ones still with him. Though it did not bother him; it was just another different part of their being.