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The young mare is unaware she is being watched from a distance as she is preoccupied in the clover, her head lowered to the grasses. The tickle of a fly on her hind end causes her to hike her leg and kick away to implore the pesky insect to leave. Of course, it dissuades her and returns. She flicks her tale in mild irritation at the bug before she realizes she's being approached. Her ears perk to the steel grey stallion as he nickers in her direction. She answers his call with a friendly whicker herself. A broad smile paints her mottled lips as he stammers over his hello to her. "Hello," she says shyly, looking up at him from long lashed eyes. She chuckles a little in bemusement as he continues to stutter over his words murmuring about the clover.

"Yes, I have. It is very sweet." She says with a twinkling in her eyes. She regards him carefully and senses some unease but she can't figure out where it's from. Was it because of her? Did she do something. "Are you ok?" She says gently, concern painting her spotted face. "My name is Seri, are you from here?" She says. Was this fate? Had he come to take her away? Seri was desperate for a sense of belonging. Though she had been the one to abandon her parents, the sting of it all was still fresh in her mind and it led to an overwhelming sense of insecurity. She shifts on her hooves, relaxing into her hip as she waits for her to respond.