Khayali
▻ none (x no one)◅
Her eyes linger on the shadows for a second when he parts from them, exposing himself and bringing a tilt to her head. "Sorry, sorry to bother you." He seems sincere and some of the tension from her ebbs instinctively. She had never known cruelty but she had seen it - so while she was cautious, she was easily swayed by a kind tone and respectful sentence. Her ears face front focal to grasp the deep but lightly spoken stallion’s voice. "That is alright, you just surprised me. I did not hear you." She wades forward a little more to better see him.
"I live amongst the falls and I have not seen your face before." He seems an alright sort, so she moves a few more steps nearer, pausing just outside of the mist and splash of the falls within the pool - only knee deep. She shakes again, though it didn’t do terribly much to dry her wet mane and tail. "Ah! I am quite new to your Falls. I apologize if I have trespassed." She smiles, extending a nose cautiously, only a twitch of her ear twisting sideways exposing her recognition that he was quite an imposing figure. "What is your name?"
She does not consider the season in her danger assessment, or else she might not have been so open. A few more steps, backing up the extended greeting of her breath for his with increased proximity. "I am Khayali."
OF THE LOST ISLANDS FALLS
▻ four years - arabian - graying sooty bay rabicano - 14.3 hh ◅