The golden woman toiled about the Harbor, while she contemplated going to the shore the woman wasn't ready to meet the woman of the shores. Before winters end she would make her way to the shore. Today, however, Enya found herself enveloped by the bitter waters on the journey to the main island. Whilst entrusting Rougaru with the task of securing Jaskier, the gold and ivory woman would focus more of her energy into growing her own herd It didn't take long until her eyes caught a glimpse of a pale woman all alone by the treeline. Although Enya wished to herd her to the Harbor she hardly thought the mare would consider her a threat and the golden and ivory woman wasn't opposed to playing nice if it would benefit her herd.
Crossing to the woman Enya quietly observed her for a brief moment before clearing her throat. "I don't think you were made to climb trees, though I suppose it might be an entertaining endeavor." Shifting her bodice Enya moved to clearly see the woman face. She seemed healthy enough, if not a little eccentric. Snaking her neck forward Enya's teeth aimed at the base of the mares neck. Competition prowled like lions, and the golden mare was determined not to be out done. "You will forgive me for not wanting to leave you at the mercy of stallions, yes?" Tones whispered like sweet honey in an attempt to draw the woman in with little defiance.
Withdrawing from immediate striking range Enya shifted her posture. "The name is Enya, might I get your name?" While Enya in her entirety didn't want the woman to feel coerced into join her, the woman knew she left little options. If nothing else, the gold and ivory would attempt to sooth any concerns that might arise all the while preparing to fend off any retaliative action. If she is fortunate, she will have picked a more docile creature though the idea of a woman that matched her own personality seemed too exciting to completely pass up.