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Eyota relaxed as she stood, listening intently to the stallions words, how blissfully he spoke of this home he called paradise. Truly, it did indeed sound like paradise. Eyota’s thoughts wandered to her own home, or at least where she grew up. That place was no home to her, but paradise, now that could be a home. ”That does sound like quite the paradise indeed! I would love to see this place you call your home, for it must be quite magnificent to home one such as yourself!” The mare smiled at the stallion, her doe eyes full of excitement and intrigue at the thought. Eyota had never seen a jungle, but often as a young filly her mother would tell stories of such places. And a paradise they were indeed!

Eyota took a step closer towards the stallion, closing the space between them, though her eyes now looked past him. ”W-Will you be bringing others with you? On your journey home?” As the words left her lips she almost instantly looked down, feeling silly for asking such a naive question. She was not special in this new world. Stallions chose mares almost daily, she thought. Surely Rougaru would be bringing other mares to him home to expand his band of mares, thusly expanding his line. That is the way of things, or at least that is how her mother taught her. What little she was told.

Eyota pushed the thoughts away and before the stallion could answer, she jumped in, her eyes now looking towards the setting sun. ”Surely we should leave soon if we hope to make it to your home before nightfall. What dangers this land posses are still foreign to me.” Eyota smiled and pranced past him, her tail now high in the air. ”Which way?” Eyota smiled back at the stallion, hoping she had distracted him from the silly question she had allowed to slip. She was in a new land now, best not to be a romantic, she told herself.