Wren was quick to notice the approach of the stranger. She raised her head, ears forward as her eyes sparkled brightly while finishing her mouthful. When he reached her, she had just swallowed it down and offered him a bright smile. She was blind to how he looked her over, her heart beating rapidly with the joy of no longer being alone. “Hello!” She said brightly to the stranger. “No, mister rabbit is far greater at hide and seek than I am.” Wren confessed before another stranger decided to join them.
This time, the stallion did not approach her from the front, but at the side. She tilted the nearest ear towards him, watching as he sidled up beside her. Wren didn’t mind, her thoughts never accepting she might be in danger. That it is the season’s perfume upon her that had drawn them in. He offers his name at least, but it was his knowledge of her own that surprises her. They were friends? She blinked quizzically but then gave him a bright smile too.
“It’s great to see you again!” Wren beamed. Though she couldn’t remember meeting Bjorn before, had no knowledge of why he knew her, she was sure that he must truly be her friend. Why else would he claim so if he wasn’t? Turning her bright expression back to the stranger, she tipped both ears towards him now. They both were so nicely colored, Wren was positive she looked dull in comparison. She didn’t really mind though. “What is your name?” She asked him. Hoping he would be her friend too.