Yscha watched as Boomslang retreated from the pair, after Vercingetorix's teeth scraped across his muscled shoulder. Yscha frowned slighly, feeling uneasy at the conflict. She'd always been something of a pacifist, trying to keep physical confrontation to a minimum. She was honestly a bit concerned with Vercingetorix's reaction to Boomslang, who seemed to mean no harm to herself, the king or the rest of the herd. He was likely here on herd business. That was a common reason for crossing borders, and frankly, the young mare didn't quite see anything wrong with it. Ah, but then again, she was not a male, she would never know the experiences of owning a herd and having to be responsible for so many lives. Perhaps there was a reason he was upset, one her female mind wasn't able to comprehend.

Shrugging the thought away, Yscha focused on Vercingetorix's words, informing her she may stay as long as she liked. She forced a smile onto her face, nuzzling at his warm hide once more. Thank you, I appreciate your hospitality. her words were sincere.

Falling silent, the dappled femme looked back towards the blue-hued stallion, who had approached the pair once more. Vercingetorix spoke, his words spat from his charcoal lips. Yscha frowned again, pressing herself into the king's side, her discomfort quite evident upon her face, though she kept her mouth shut for the time being, not wanting to interfere with something that could be important. It wasn't her place to speak now.

((ooc: i apologize for my short crappy post, my muse isn't cooperating very much tonight. <3 next one will be better, loves ^^))