Siobhan can't help it, the mare's frank rudeness amuses her. It's so unexpected - for a small mare that appeared tohave followed her claimor of her own free will, even if it was under false pretenses, to openly insult a stallion clearly strong enough to maintain and protect his own herd with no apparent care for the reprecussions - that she can't help but let a small laugh ripple from her.

It's only when Bjorn snaps back at her with another insult that Sio's mirth dies and she shoots him an angry glance, with ears tipped back. Again they bite at each other before she speaks again, the whip like strands of her tail snapping in the cold as she lashes at the air.

"Enough. You're acting like children." She looks from the little mare and back to Bjorn. "Both of you."

She shifts her weight as though to suggest that they move further up the beach, after Bjorn, although she does not move to follow until Poka does. The red girl is fairly certain that her relationship with the grullo will survive her not following him here, whereas Poka clearly needs the extension of an actual friend here. She is disappointed in Bjorn, but she will save that conversation from later.

This was not their path forward.

Her amber gaze rests on Poka, slender ears pricked forward. "I don't know what circumstances led you to come here, but here you are." She let a short pause insert itself before she continued. "You might as well start your search here as anywhere else, Poka."

She glances along the beach again, but finds no other strangers. "Who is it you are looking for?"