She follows the plucky colt into the Lagoon. She watches as his gaze lights up as he looks across the vast territory. She cringes a little as he refers to her as Ally and sighs in exasperation. Lord, what would she do with him? It was now Spring and the remnants of winter had all but disappeared. For now, the Lagoon wasn't so bad, although it was a bit desolate. It was also incredibly murky. She noted that there was water nearly everywhere. The steel grey mare's gaze flicks to Fearghas as he asks her a question. She tips her ears forward mulling over it. "No, my home was not like this. But I am not from the Islands." She says.

She meanders past Fearghas looking to the sky as a pair of birds flies overhead. They fly around, swirling around each other, impervious to their presence. She cranes her neck back to Fearghas. "Were you born here?" She asks. She wonders if isolation led him to such an exuberant personality, or if he simply was so young, he hadn't experienced hardships yet. Either way, she was envious to his happiness. It was certainly contagious. Though she'd never tell him that. He might explode.