Adelheid blinked in surprise at Herza’s reaction and could not help but smile at her dancing. The other woman was so open and free. She made the smile on Adelheid’s lips grow even more, spreading into her blue eyes, accompanied by a light ring of laughter from vocal chords far too used to scoffing. So, Heart? She thought about it for a minute and felt sure this could not be all there was to the mare’s name. An ear flicked back and eyes narrowed in thought for a moment. This woman brought feelings of friendship Adelheid had only felt for Taika. The warmth and calm it brought to her soul was not something she felt she could describe, or name, but she felt Herza deserved something more than just the moniker of ‘heart’. She opened her mouth to say something more before closing it, suddenly feeling self conscious. She blinked and realized she had almost said something, and back tracked, and though the other mare might have wanted to know what she was about to say, but could not ask her. Anam Cara, means… soul friend. she shifted, clearly uncomfortable, but attempting to get over herself and give her newfound friend something more worthy than ‘heart’. Can I call you that? After all, if most other horses tried to do that, they would have gotten kicked in the nose. Her last sentence was a sarcastic drawl, a desperate attempt to reclaim her usual hard composure.

Hoping to put the awkwardness of letting down her barriers behind them, Adelheid watched Herza’s reactions to her story, also wondering what the other mare was thinking, and disappointed she could clearly see the train of thought. The concept of trinkets was a challenging one. Herza looked questioningly at her, and Adelheid hoped she guessed right and tried to explain as neutrally as possible, at least trying from her mother’s point of view. I don’t think my mother agreed with the severity of the punishment. She was a...pacifist… It was satisfying to her to see Herza seem to agree with her claim for keeping the Peak safe for those who sought refuge. Slowly, she grew more confident in the character of her friend, even though the idea still made her head spin. She grinned when the other took a final look over the side of the cliff. Just wait until the spring, when the summer storms come over the far peaks, or the night skies are clear and you can see the stars. Her voice caught in her throat and words cut off abruptly. They had been words she could have sworn she had heard from Taika’s lips, only aimed at her. She blinked and turned her head away at the memory of her friend. With a shake of her head, she tried to clear the thoughts that were growing increasingly more troubling. C’mon...before it is too dark and we both vanish in the night… Trying to hide her face, and feeling guilty for shielding her friend from one of the only forms of their communication she started to lead the way back down.