Meadow

"Who is it yer lookin' fer?" Against her better judgement, Isla couldn't keep her curiosity to herself. The two mares - sisters, she suspected - were not exactly being quiet, but it didn't really seem like they were talking to her until they clarified that they were looking for a queen by the name of Kanti. Isla's brows would have raised if she had them and she chuckled softly in answer, her gaze flicking between both mares. Missing Queens were certainly worth searching for.

"The only queen I ken is Enya, although dinna believe she calls 'erself a queen." In truth, Isla had no idea what her claimer liked to call herself, but it hadn't really seemed to matter. "But there's other isles apart from my home on Atlantis. D'ye know where she was 'eaded? I ken mebbe point you in the right direction."

A part of her heart yearned to offer to join them on their search, but she caged her tongue. She had promised herself that she would give herd life a try, and while she had hoped that things would be more exciting than they were, she could no longer wander as freely as she once had. With a cock of her hip, Isla's gaze danced between the two mares, expectantly waiting for an answer.