The sound of an approach had her ears flicking back as she turned to study them, still chewing her mouthful of seagrass. Both of the new arrivals were unfamiliar to her, although she knew well enough who they both were. The mare, slender and delicate, was who the land had been given to, and the silvery-red stallion at her side was the old second, or something along those lines. Their approach now had her eyes narrowing and her flaxen tail swishing across her hocks.

"Sorry?" She echoed, her voice incredulous. "For what? You wanted the land, didn't you? What's there to be sorry for?" Roux huffed a small snort, shaking her head before finally relenting and pivoting in place to face them more fully. The stallion at Snapdragon's side seemed contrite or afraid, she wasn't sure which and it put her on edge.

"It's not a bother, I guess," she answered, her brow furrowing. The way he'd said that he had come to meet her had her wondering at the purpose of Snapdragon's presence, and whether the boy needed the new leader there as a chaperone or if it was just a matter of circumstance. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" She asked, her gaze dancing between the two of them. "Surely you haven't sought me out simply for hellos."

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