With the strange stallion’s words Wendy feels startled, her ears flick out towards the side for a moment with discomfort. Not only with his breath exchange but with his gruff words. “Oh...” Being so sheltered she didn’t always pick up on habits she should have as a grown equine, but tentively she completes the breath exchange and tries to poise herself into the greeting position once more. As her ears flick forward she straightens and keeps bright eyes upon the stallion. This woman-child has no idea of his intent, in fact she is a stranger to so much in the world it is likely the wool could be pulled over her eyes before she even realized it. She may not even realize it after the fact, but since being away from her mother she has started to get a better feel for the world around her, although her interactions with natives has been limited, it’s been good.

She notices his eyes flick past her own body and she lifts her head slightly and turns it, trying to spy behind her to see if perhaps he has noticed something or better yet- someone. Wendy so wishes to have Nephilim beside her now, the golden knight of the bay, his warmth always a reassurance to her. But- she is alone, and it is her own fault to be in such a precarious situation. Not seeing anyone upon the hills she turns her eyes back to the stranger, noticing he too is watching her. She cannot tell if he seems conflicted in her company, but with his words a beaming smile graces her lips and she steps forward, “so that’s why you called out.” It’s more of a statement towards herself, but now that he has stated he will not be starting trouble the lingering nervousness within her seems to melt away.

“Are you an explorer? Have you seen many of the islands? I can’t say I have, only this and the main-land, but I was promised to be escorted to see more, oh! You must share what you have seen with me!” She was off babbling, for being alone she was yearning to know more, she was so often on her own, and now that the snow had melted she recalls Nephilim’s promise to explore and have something of an adventure. She is closer to the stallion who may now be regretting letting this Wendy-bird know he was looking for some company, perhaps wishing it was the knights or the queen instead.