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Distracted as she was, it took Isla a few steps to realize that the soft nicker that reverberated softly from somewhere behind her was meant for her. As soon as she did, she turned to face the caller with a cautious smile already prepared on her pale lips. Her mama hadn't skipped on lessons of caution in the fall, especially while on the Crossing, but Isla firmly believed in the good of strangers. She couldn't tally the number of times a kind samaritan had offered her shelter or shown her where freshwater was, and she owed much of her success as a traveler to the kindness of those she met.

Her light gaze landed quickly on the handsome figure that trailed her, and she found her smile broadening on it's own as she took in... everything about him. Isla had seen a great number of horses in her travels, many of whom were beautiful souls, but few of those could claim the quiet attractiveness that this stallion possessed. He was taller than Isla, which was admittedly not very hard, and made of sturdy stock that implied an ability to protect that could make anyone swoon. His entire body was cloaked in a caramel color that refracted what little sunlight had trickled down through the shifting clouds and reflected it in ways that naturally drew the eye.

All in all, Isla wasn't at all sure why he'd selected her to speak to, but she wasn't about to complain. She granted herself a moment to shut her own jaw before smirking softly and taking a step or two forward to meet his approach.

She nodded at his question but did not answer him right away. "Aye," she said at last, and then chuckled softly and then shook her head non-committally. Her mother's Scottish accent was not nearly as prevalent in her voice as it had been as a filly, but it was still there beneath the warm friendliness she offered. "I was born on the islands, anyway, but I've only just returned."

Mischievous light glimmered in her eye as she took another step forward and tilted her head inquisitively, her smile growing broader with each passing moment. "What is it ye'd like to know, handsome?"