It was not the first time she has separated from her mother. Last time she had gotten herself into some trouble with her long journey to Tinuvel. Thankfully she had met a kind soul that helped her, but when she tried to find him again he was gone. Þrúðr reconnected with her mother after that finding she also had not had luck finding a new life.
Her mother might have lived by her side forever, but she knew it wasn't good for either of them in the long run. She was missing something big in her life. Something her mother could never give her and she could never give her mother. So she decided to separate from her again with the promise that this time her mother would try harder.
Today she was grazing when suddenly a female's voice shouts. Her head jerks up to find an oddly patterned stallion coming towards her and a blue colored mare following behind. "Uh, hello." She says softly not really knowing what to say. Having mostly traveled with her mother she had little social skills.
Meeting that stallion in the Arch had helped, but that has been some time ago now. She watches the pair curiously and waits for their reason for approaching.
Þrúðr