he seemed to notice her shock and she is pleased that he seemed amused by her antics… the thought of one more interaction gone sour is enough to make her more mindful of her unruly behavior but it seems to be just that, her wildness, that caught his attention. the thought of a run has her body humming with energy and her hooves don’t seem to want to connect with the earth. as he takes the lead, just enough to direct her, she flutters along beside him, listening intently. she snorts at his quip, laughing at his confidence…. so full of himself, but she supposes in all reality that it was true. things had certainly become much less boring with his company.

she considers his next question carefully, truly unsure how to answer. anything would be better than last winter, truly. her greatest fear is being along for such a long stretch of time again. this meeting has given her a comfort she could never repay him for. to know that there is another living soul on these islands that knows of her and might care to speak with her again fills her with an easy happiness. she had never minded solitude before last winter, but something about that endless empty desert had gotten to her. she has no real plans, perhaps some exploring, probably a lot of running along the beach… but the possibility of their friendship has bloomed now and she can’t help but hope she will run into him more often. she smiles, and replies. well, things are already up. i plan to run amuck all over the common island. perhaps get lost in a certain swampy kingdom every now and then. i have a friend there you know? he’s quite full of himself actually… she keeps her dark eyes on him, watching and waiting for the playful grin that he sometimes rewards her with.