Meadow

Now Nyimara was relatively sheltered in respect to meeting stallions. Well, meeting stallions alone. Rougaru might be an asshole and a bastard, but her sire was diligent in keeping a close eye on her when other stallions and colts were around. Very rarely in her young life, had mother loosened the reins enough to allow her to venture off with the other young fillies and colts to play. What she did learn, she learned from observing her parents and the interactions between them and other adults. Now that she was an adult herself, the plays came with ease and despite her innocence, she played the seductress well.

A coy smile teases her ash dusted lips upwards as once more the stallion chuckles and remarks upon her warning. In turn, she too offers a light tinkling laugh. Proudly she arches her neck, deep auburn eyes blinking up at him from beneath the thick veil of silvery white tresses, "Stranger I am..." she purrs stretching her small muzzle forward pausing an inch from his own, her sweet breath inhaling his thick testosterone soaked scent. "It would be wise to be wary of me." she says with another lighthearted laugh, "I do look quite dangerous now don't I." she murmurs with the flick of her tail.

A single ear swivels backwards for a moment as he speaks his name. Bjorn. Odd. but surely so was her's upon his tongue. "Bjorn..." she murmurs, her lyrical tones soft as she tastes the strange flavors the syllables of his name upon her tongue. "It suits you." she replies, her proud head nodding.

He asks why she has come to the meadow and for a moment she ponders how best to respond. She could tell him she was lost, that she had gotten turned around and could not find her family. She could tell him that she was alone in this world but well, she did not trust father not to come looking for her. She stretches her head forward, lips parting to tear a mouthful of grasses from the earth and munch aimably in his company in silence for a moment before responding. "I was on my way to my father's island. Felt like a side trip. How about you?" truthful, yes. Mysterious, yes. Giving away information for free... not so easy. She liked this gruff stallion, no sense in sending him running away now.