They say you're a little much for me, you're a liability

The bugle that returns her call tells her that the scent was indeed fresh, and whoever owned the lands had his head on his shoulders. Not a bad thing, unless he’s a tyrant. She considered. Granted, the black femme was apt at getting herself in bad situations. She’d been held as a prisoner more than once because of her own foolishness and her constant need to speak her mind. I’ve always managed to escape before, this would be no different, she reminded her pounding heart. Hooves clattered against the ground in quick succession at first and then, as he neared, slower. Bright blue orbs observed the chestnut male who approached, his body like fire in the dying sunlight.

Immediately, she was put at ease by his friendly inquiry and thus moved closer to the slightly shorter brute, a little self conscious of herself and her size. ”Lost? I suppose you could say that! Silvi laughed, her voice light and cheery.”I’m not from this place you see but my father came from a land called the Thicket here and I’ve come in hopes that maybe I’ll find a permanent home. I’ve been travelling for so long, and I’ve just been ambling around the crossing hoping to find Luthien.” Everything tumbled from her black maw rather quickly. Why was it she always seemed to ramble? Limitless had always told her it was endearing when she was a filly but her mother had rolled her eyes and said she’d never find someone to put up with it.

”OH! I’ve forgotten to introduce myself again haven’t I? My name is Silvanus, my father named me for the Forest he missed so much.” A pang of sadness his her as she recalled his longing for the island he was born on and the love he had fostered there.

All around them the prairie seemed to change colors in the dying day and rising night. It was certainly beautiful, she noted. A home that one might never grow tired of, although she had said that one or two times before and still her wandering feet had taken her in search of these islands. Silvanus wondered if she should apologize for intruding, though it may be too late for that. Social contexts had never been her strong suit, and to be honest, she was just happy she appeared to be in the right place. She’d made one ally thus far (at least she assumed she could call the mare she met in the falls an ally) maybe she’d make a friend here?