:: Mare : 12 : Mixed : Champagne : 14.2hh : The Desert ::
The mare didn't speak and Sabela was left lost at what to do. She couldn't start the conversation if that is what the mare wanted. It was also possible she was mute too. How rare would that be? If she was then she should understand why Sabela only used body language to greet her. The white mare begins to approach with Sabela watching intently.
She seemed to be friendly, but one could never be too sure. She almost wishes Liland had come out with her today, but then it wouldn't be a surprise. The stranger smiles and reached out her muzzle which Sabela extends out her own in greeting. She takes in the mare's unique scent. Besides the smell of the salt water, she did not recognize any of the other scents on her. Sabela assumed she had come from far away.
When Sabela pulls away she makes sure to lock eyes with the mare as if she was silently trying to say something. If she could talk this would not be how she led this mare back to the Dessert, but she really had no choice but to hooe the mare gave her a chance and follow. Her head tosses towards the water behind her. She begins walking towards the ocean but didn't look back once. It was up to this mare if she would take a leap of faith and follow.