[open] a tall ship and a star to steer her by

[Isobell]

bottom of the deep blue sea

Oceane.

Already likable by the kelpie woman's nature, a pleased smile drips across her dark lips. The other woman is fair, a an exotic pastel pearl carefully cultivated in the hands of water and salt. She is winged (though Iso thinks she would be ravishing with a fin), the kelpie mare admires the way the chilly autumn sunlight illuminates and magnifies the beauty of each and every feather.

Siler gaze flickers to the mouth of the unknown stallion. "Leilan." The roan male states before following with how he enjoys harassing her sweet brother. Iso's grin flickers wider as the growth of the secret to her relations to the dragon king remains hidden. It was not to be a deep secret but Isobell did enjoy hearing the murmurs others spoke about Castile in his absence.

But speaking of the devil-

Castile appears with flawless execution. He emerges near the small ban, taking on an easy grin, his demeanor relaxed as he introduces Isobell's position before acknowledging both of the other equines. Iso leans against the hard shoulder of the taller stallion, happy to have his side. "I'm Isobell." The words rise like the ocean from her lips, drifting and falling as they crash against the shore, the other's ears. The liquid pewter of her shining eyes flicker from Oceane to Leilan, enjoying the way her dear brother teases the other stallion, playfully. It's lovely to meet you both." She adds sincerely, delighted to finally meet some new faces.