Meadow

The inky mare regrets her out of character approach briefly as she watches the brown eyes of the small girl snap wide with fear from the welcoming call. Though she appears fierce - and she most certainly can be - she does not like to be the cause of undue stress for any without reason. Bagheera's own uncanny cat-like eyes hold a silent apology as the girl scrambles to her feet. The darker mare is sorry for her intrusion, yet she is intrigued by this newcomer. She is far smaller than her and carries delicate shading upon her muzzle and at points throughout her coat. This coloration strikes Bagheera as rather lovely; she is but a solid shade of darkness save for the silvered scars unnaturally placed upon her hide. How amusing to wander upon someone so different after slinking through the shadows for so long.

A soft smile passes across her lips as she dips her elegant head in polite acknowledgement of her calling. "A pleasure as well, Azalea." Her own voice is steady though the gentle lilt of her Scottish brogue colors her words heavily. The other mare's demeanor is rather beguiling to the ebony girl, yet she is aware that even the sweetest of honeys can be laden with poison. She has always trusted her instincts and in this instance they scream that the tiny woman before her is good. She will place stock in this feeling while holding any reservations that arise close to heart.

"You have found yerself upon Tha Islands. This area specifically is known as tha meadow - it is a common gathering place tha' is relatively safe, though I would avoid it come breeding season. Most of tha boys gallivanting about do not kin how ta behave around a lady." Her expression becomes rather closed off at this statement as she remembers the various crimes the mares of the Peak are currently investigating and attempting to right. She pulls herself from those wayward thoughts, beckoning her attention back upon her new companion. "What kind a life are ye looking fer here, Azalea?" The question may seem innocent enough, yet the importance behind it is immense. Bagheera has never prided herself on any sort of recruiting ability, yet her fondness already blossoming for the girl is enough to muster an attempt. Let Azalea reveal a brief window into her hopes and she may find herself an invitation to join the ranks within the Peak.