The young man still chose to lay in the damp ground but looked at her

He questioned her about her name but it was more for interest in her not because he was angry that she was in the ridge. This stallion who for now came across as harmless and loneliness most likely took over the land once Midas went on his way. A pang of guilt washed over Sylvia for she should have stayed and at least introduced herself but in her years Sylvia had met far too many men who wanted nothing more but girls to collect and some were not so very kind.

Sylvia’s ears flipped forward causing droplets of rain to fly towards the ground

”My name is Sylvia and I lived here for a while until recently when my beloved left on business” it was after her explanation that the mare finally spoke only asking for shelter. Smiling kindly Sylvia lifted her head and pointed towards shelter where she took a step upwards. ”there are many caves that are hidden within this place, one is very near looking at them both Sylvia breathed

She could tell that between them a bond would grow if it hadn’t already

And when it did it would be absolutely extraordinary making her want to lead them to shelter and get to know them all that much more. Sylvia as quiet and as pregnant as she is – understood and could see what is in plain sight and these two, would be unbreakable once gotten to know each other. ”come I’ll lead the way”