Elodie eyes him as he speaks, he even throws in a compliment of the Ridge. Yes, the Ridge was a beautiful place. Her bicolored eyes follow his drifting gaze, before they settle once again on the masculine face of the stallion. "Yes, it is a beautiful place." She replies in a matter of fact tone. Her dark ears swivel as the the stallion continues... Emmett was his name from Tinuvel. Wherever the hell that was, she snorts softly.

As the stallion begins to ramble on and then he begins to squirm, as his eyes widen. A smirk plays at her dark lips, it seems as if she has the effect on the stallions of these Islands. Perhaps she could just play a little game with Emmett. Elodie's smirk transforms into a polite smile. "Where are my manners?" She asks. She takes a step towards the stallion. "My mother would of been disappointed in me for my actions a few minutes ago. She had always said be Kind."

Her dark tails snaps across her spotted hindquarters as she circles around Emmett. "We should find shelter, the thunder storms on this Island are wicked." She smiles. She nods towards a rocky outcrop not far from where they stood, a few trees grew abundantly around the mouth to the cave. As if to make a point, the wind gusts across the Ridge, sending the trees waving in sync. She takes a step away from Emmett, and halts and looks over her shoulder at him. "You coming?" As she turns her delicate head forward, a smirk replaces her diplomatic smile. Come here my pretties