Adelaide was almost certain she had made a mistake in coming here when movement caught her eye. She paused midstride to watch him approach with an attentive gaze and gave a faint smile to try and show she meant no harm. Whomever he was didnt appear too friendly or over eager like most young stallions at the prospect of a new toy so she could only guess this man to be of a more mature age. The tone of his voice suggested the same and she was quick to answer, not wanting to waste his time.


"Yes and no, I suppose." she replied, offering her muzzle in a more traditional greeting. "I have been to Salem before but not this part of the Island so I'm not sure where the good shade and water is at."


Pulling back into her space after hopefully taking in his scent, Adelaide feels suddenly awkward at her words. "I'm sorry I've forgotten my manners. My name is Adelaide. I hope that I'm not taking you from something important?" Though he was the only one she could see that did not mean that he was only one here. Adelaide felt compelled to look past him, to strain her eyes against the bright sand to try and see a figure in the distance. But instead the mare remained focused on the stallion at hand and did not take her eyes from his own.

mare | andalusian mix | gray _{smoky black} EE aa nCr Gg| 15.3hh | 8 | frost