Yscha turned towards the sound of the voice, brown eyes coming to rest upon a small grullo male (though he was not much smaller than herself). She offered him a benevolent smile, her own muzzle reaching out to gently touch his in a friendly greeting. He shot a couple questions at her, and the young lady shook her head. No, it's not mine. I just live here. I agree, it is a little crowded, but it makes us feel safe, I think. she shifted under the weight of her swollen belly. My name is Yscha. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir Boomslang. she says, turning her head away and looking back out over the vast forest from her vantage point. What brings you to the Forest today? Herd business, perhaps? she questions the dark-colored male with the zebra legs.

The male doesn't seem to have a chance to reply when suddenly, seemingly out of thin air, another male appears. Yscha's eyes turn towards him as he places his large frame between her and Boomslang. Although this action slightly irritates the pregnant mare's nerves, she does not allow it to show on her features, instead maintaining her polite demeanor. She gently touched the stallion's shoulder in greeting, her soft voice breaking the tense silence. You must be Vercingetorix, new lead of the Forest, am I correct? she paused, but only briefly, I've been meaning to come home for awhile, I apologize for my absence. But I am here now, and certainly intending to stay, especially with the little one arriving any day now. I mean, if you don't mind, of course. Oh little Yscha, polite as ever.

((ooc: ;_; i am so sorry .____. my yscha muse isn't flowing well for some reason ._. i'll make the next one better and longer <3))