Naz was always nearby, keeping an eye on things while affording Bahadir his space. She had spent many months roaming the edges of the Dunes, and now took to wandering the rising mountains of sand during the early hours of the day, and the evenings. It was without hesitation that she sought relief in the shade cast by the palms of the oasis, for even for one as familiar to arid environments as Naz was, it was dangerous not to take caution.

Many days had passed since the arrival of the ivory mare. Naz had grown accustomed to seeing her around, and had quickly discerned that they were very much alike, as far as socialising was concerned. Though it had not been asked of her, Naz naturally tended towards concerning herself with the safety and wellbeing of those around her, particularly in a land as inhospitable as the Dunes could be. Summer was passing quickly, and Naz hoped that Fall would bring relief to any not yet fully accustomed to the scorching heat of the daytime hours, and the chill of the nightly desert winds.

She comes to the oasis to slake her thirst, and finds the pale woman lingering. As with their previous brief encounters, the stalwart marwari mare would have shared a brief greeting before going about her business, but this time, as she quietly approaches, the finely proportioned grey mare says something softly under her breath that deftly seizes control of Naz’s focus. Soter? What did that mean? It was not a word familiar to the black and white desert-born mare, and, greater than her desire for her own space was the desire to learn, and satisfy the curiosity that flooded her veins.

Naz paused in her approach to the pool of life-giving water, and reached slowly into the space between herself and the pale creature before her. “Forgive my disturbance, Nereid,” she spoke softly, her blue and gold eyes bright and attentive. “That word you spoke… If you don’t mind, could you enlighten me of its meaning?” By the familiar words that had preceded the unfamiliar, Naz surmised that Nereid was perhaps talking of Bahadir, but, she couldn't be sure, and even so... She would take this as an opportunity to get to know the grey mare a little better, if her company was well received.