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She walked in moon dust,

but stars were sprinkled in her hair.

This mare spoke in riddles, and to some it would perhaps put them off, but Feray was no stranger to the oddities of life and found the mare most intriguing. If she didn't have Xiomara to appease she would have lured her new friend away to the badlands for some fun adventuring. Skin against skin they exchanged breaths, something Feray was more than happy to oblige to despite how crucial it was to leave now; she didn't completely forget her manners. Approaching hoof steps ruin the moment, and Feray follows the other mare's gaze to the approaching stallion. For once there is someone just slightly taller than herself; it was unnerving and she was sure it showed in the slight scowl she sends his way and ears slanting backwards with her displeasure. This was why she wanted to go.

A dismissive snort leaves her while listening to him speak, but he was right. Names were important, and Feray had never not been one to give someone that same courtesy. "Feray of the badlands," our roan woman says after the darker mare announces herself. Nzingha, what an interesting name indeed, she ponders, and this Solomon man; of the cove? He had to belong to the cold island then or was that on the tropical one? It sounded like a nice place either way. Nzingha continues on, Feray picking up on the not too impressed tone of the mare that has the corners of her lips tilting up into a smile. Good, she had taken offense to Solomon's words then. Feray takes a moment to relax her posture, having been in sleuth mood which obviously failed, to standing tall with head high and ears perked forward to give them both her attention. Did she look the part of a lead mare she had to wonder or was she merely playing actress in a role she had no business being in?

"I am merely here to gather kindred souls so that my family will be safe," Feray honestly answers Nzingha, not finding a reason to lie to the girl. She out to know exactly what Feray was up to in the long run, and while she had wished to have this conversation a little more private they were stuck with their new companion Solomon. "A dear friend is in need of more wayward horses such as yourself and i aim to bring you to her. Whether it be your spirits or my fates that brought us together i promise you will not be disappointed," she goes on to say just in case if by chance the other mare seemed unsure of Feray's intentions; not many accepted mares doing stallion work.

Mare - 6 - mutt - buckskin varnish roan - 16.0hh
Beloved moonchild of Orhan & Carisa
Character by meggieboo, html by (♥)