It seems fairly common to cause discomfort for those that stand around the thoroughbred maiden, often times put off by something about her, whether it be her height or the way she speaks with such precision. If she had as steady a hand as her mouth she would have made a great surgeon in the realm of humans. She has a talent of speaking in such fluent and elegent ways when she must, to the point it may have become a habit she does not realize, that she is one to really have a care about such things. Pantera does enjoy her company of others, though it may not seem as such with the way she carries herself around them, as she often looks as if she's being forced to keep company she does not desire. Plenty of times she has scared off those that were willing until they grew too intimidated by her hard stare and sharp words. Yet, Pantera cannot fully change who she has been molded into, though she can start changing, it is hard to remold already hardened clay. THough there are some that can get the chestnut to just relax, to let her mind speak freely without the fluffy grammar that she keeps so readily available like a warrior keeping a hand on their sheathed sword.

As the sigh is released, Pantera cannot help but tilt her head curiously as his words explained much of what his sigh had spoken of. Here is a home so brilliant and beautiful, yet there is not a soul in the world that he can share it with and for a moment she feels sympathy for the strange Criollo. He truly is a kind heart and ever so talkative, it is as if he has been alone for far too long and Pantera feels like she should help him change that. Being by one's self is not exactly good for the sanity and the mind, and although Pantera prefers the company of silence, more often then not, she could not imagine living day after day with not a soul to even look at. The prairie is vast and could accomadate a nice sized herd, yet here he stands without a single mare. Was he just that new to the land? Or did no mare wish to come with him for some reason or another? It's all very confusing to the mare as she tries to piece together a puzzle. For a moment Pantera kept silent, not entirely sure what it is she wanted to say, she wasn't even sure what she wanted to do. She's so used to a stallion trying to impress her or trying to hold a stature of power and confidence. This stallion is neither one of those and she finds it hard to react to.

She doesn't have to continue looking for words for very long as it seems the stallion had something to blurt out, and blurt out he surely did. She's taken aback by his words for a moment, brows furrowing in mild confusion but also in curiosity for his meaning. "Oh?" Was all she could manage to get out from her mouth before he was talking again, explaining what it is he meant and for a moment she just stands there, shocked, staring at him. For a moment she's like a regular horse, no need for regal posture or a business like attitude, just a normal horse that looks at the world with curious eyes full of wonder. But as quickly as it set in, it disappeared though she does find herself smiling softly, chuckling at his words, at his antics. He is quite the joy to be around, she is finding and she doesn't feel like leaving this prairie any time soon. "Perhaps it's because dealing with other stallions have left me sharp tongued. Not many are as enjoyable to be around such as yourself." She tries to loosen up her structure, to be a little more... fun? with it but it doesn't seem to work. After all, she's talked the way she's talked for a few years now, it's not so simple.

"Maybe you can help me? Teach me? I don't think I fully understand." For the first time in what seems like ages she finds herself smiling, a real genuine smile that speaks of how much she enjoys her current company. She has no resentment in her eyes as all thoughts of Bayard are cast aside, and she has very little tension in her muscles as if anticipating a threat. Now, she's a lot less tense now, a lot more... well, she looks as if she's enjoying life, something she had always wanted to feel again.