Jetta’s smile faded a little when the stallion took so long to respond, but brightened again in an encouraging way when he finally introduced himself.
“It’s lovely to meet you, Requiem. I hope you don’t mind us intruding.”
Casting a side-glance at her son, Jetta wondered if it was his presence that was making Requiem uncomfortable. Did he think they had come here to challenge him? Or was he simply on the shy side? He was quite young, after all. And as if he was thinking along the same lines, Wade kept quiet, allowing his mother to lead the conversation.
“We’ve come from quite a long way to be here, and hope you would allow us to stay and rest for a time,” Jetta continued. “We were also hoping you might know the previous inhabitants, or what happened to them. There was a mare called Mariael, and a stallion called Zevulun, among many others. Have you heard of either of them?”
Jetta pricked her ears hopefully.
12; friesian mutt; dark bay splash; 16.1hh
valentine x inka |