She studies the grullo stallion as he smiles. His head bobs, his silvery hair flopping up and down, as her weight shifts. She admires the splashes of white of his coat and grins at his reaction. He almost seems as pleased to see her as she was him. The stranger then turns to face her better. He was around her height, perhaps slightly taller, so she was able to lock eyes with him fairly easily. It was nice to look someone straight in the face without having to hold her head differently.

Curiously, she stares into those different colored eyes of his as he says hello back. Her eyes only flutter in responce, but it was obvious she was flirting. He then asks what he could do for her I'm a way that intensifies her need for attention. He was perfect. "Perhaps," The word slips from her lips with a seductive tone. She takes a step closer, twilight swishing, as she studies him further. "You don't happen to be related to the family in the Inlet are you?" She asks as she socks in his confidence.

Confidence looks good on a stallion. She groans with a roll of her eyes for dramatic effect. "It is so hard to find someone on Tinuvel I am not related to." There were some that she knew of, but very few. Even the owner of the Bay was a relative.