The Summer of the Desert on Salem could be daunting - she had lived it before Cain had given her the secret of the caves. It makes her more aware how the heavier women such as herself and this young thing could find joy in it despite their being made for mountains and chilled air. She smiles broadly at the girl’s enthusiasm, the tender spirit of her utterly infectious and Berit finds herself extending her nose to admire the more than lovely feathering the girl shows off.
She lets herself be looked over, if only to prove she had no cruel marks of an ill tempered stallion of lead mare, that she had no mar to her hide for lack of grooming or shelter. She feels rather a bit more confident in fact because of the stallion she now represents out amongst the world outside of the Desert.
"Where is it you have come from?"
"Do you live here, on this island?"
"Is it very big?"
"Oh! My name is Nadine, I almost forgot."
The vivaciousness of Nadine warms her to her core and she laughed right along with her. She cocked a hoof in relief, sure that this girl could be the balm that Cain needed if only she could give an encouraging view of the Desert. Perhaps it would help that she too was a thicker woman, built similarly if a little older. "Nadine, it is an absolute pleasure, truly. I am Berit of the Desert," it draw a bit of pride out of her to introduce herself that way. "I don’t precisely live on this island, but not afar off is the island of Salem. That is where the Desert is located. In the south past the Lagoon. From what I have found, though, this island is the largest with a few others surrounding it. Tinuvel in the North, Lutien in the Northeast, Atlantis in the Southeast, and then Salem in the South."
She extends her muzzle, having gelt she properly answered the questions posed to her. "The master of the Desert is Cain, and he is the exact sort of stallion that would give you a home if that is what you needed." It is perhaps not some flowery betrothal as Cain might have been able to present for himself - but it was more necessary to get the girl under cover so that another might not take advantage of two women out in this season. "Cain became my savior when I found myself homeless with my young son Vulcan upon arriving on this island. There are a few of us, though I will admit that none have become the sort of bosom friend that I had hoped." She smiles, "Would you care to come along? If it is not to your taste, you could always take your leave after the danger for you had passed?"