Trying to read the thoughts flooding the stranger’s head was impossible. She could not read this mare’s reaction like she could some of the herd. She does not act very interested in Ysabel herself, but she was not the one going to convince the mare to stay in the Cove. That task would be passed on to Solomon once she was brought home. He was the one who had a way with wooing the females to stay. The pale woman speaks, but she doesn’t sound that interested in asking more about her new home. Ysabel nods her head at the mare’s first comment, but she grows still at the second. A small smirk grows on her lips right before a chuckle breaks the silence. ”You will come to find rather quickly that my King has no trouble finding his own suitors.” Her tail slaps against the back of her thighs to shoo away the flies that have begun to circle.
The summer weather always brought the bugs. They even came out on Tinuvel though they were never as bad as they were in the Commons. ”His name is Solomon and he is quite popular among the ladies, but he has not asked me to bring anyone new home.” Ysabel tries to search for the right words to explain herself to this mare. Not that she had to, but it might help her cause if this mare knew exactly why she was here. ”It is I who wishes to bring you home. Adding members to the herd will help me solidify my role as Queen. A few have tried to take my position from me so I must show them I am still an active member of this herd.” Being a Queen in such a large herd was difficult. Many thought their love with Solomon was enough to do the job justice.
”Strengthening the herd by growing its members and keeping it safe is a part of my duty.” Will she be one to recognize the important of one’s duty? Ysabel shifts her weight to her left before speaking again. ”So what is it I might call you?” She changes the subject from the reason she has come to the commons to address the mare’s name. She has not yet given it up even though Ysabel has already introduced herself upon arriving.