It is hard to miss the icey pale form against the browns, yellows, oranges and reds from the autumn forest. The color reminds Amorette of the pale blue morning sky, on a near cloudless day. Like all oddities, this one attracts too. With her curiosity sparked the ebony woman makes her way over towards the unfamiliar face.

The autumn that holds the forest in its grasp is a nice change from Tephra’s everlasting summer. Not that she minds the heat – in fact, she felt 100% at home in Tephra – but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy the other season. The endless summer probably made her appreciate autumn, winter and spring more than before. She has made a the trip from Tephra to the forest for no other reason than enjoying the autumn, because she, too, needs a break from time to time.

”Hello” she greets the mare upon stepping into clear view. Though a part of the forest’s leaves covers the ground, there is still plenty of vegetation to restrict one’s view. It’s only now that Amore notices the pair of Pegasus wings that complement the mare, simply stunning, and compared to the mare Amorette is as plain as they come.

Amorette

Quand on n'a que l'amour.

Though the forest’s vegetation would perhaps partially hide her from view, it wouldn’t be enough to hide her approach completely. Or, that was how Amorette had pictured it. She hadn’t realised that the leaves on the ground had muffled the sound of her steps. ”Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to startle you.” She offers her apology with a small smile, glad that the pale blue mare doesn’t seem to hold it against her.

Curious her dark eyes follow the moves of the pale woman when she steps closer. Amore does not move away, easily accepting the presence of another into her personal space. As to finish the physical greeting she extends her neck and offers the icy girl her nose, an offer to exchange scents.

After pulling back the ebony woman is about to introduce herself, to start of a little chitchat. She hadn’t approached with a clear vision in mind, but the demand for her name isn’t any of the options she had thought of. The directness baffles her a little, enough to make her lift her head rather sharply and meet blue eyes with her own dark ones. Amorette pauses, eyeing the blue mare over, before eventually answering. ”I’m Amorette.” Because that is who she is.

”Who are you?” she asks in return, as is her good right, but her voice is still gentle. Dark ears alter between pointing forward and moving around, the forest around them was still very much alive and Amore doesn’t want to get surprised like she had surprised the unknown stranger in front of her.

Amorette

Quand on n'a que l'amour.

Amorette has always been too friendly, too trusting. She does not mind others near her, in fact, she enjoys their presence. Especially after some time spend in solitude, like had been the case a little oo often lately. And it is not as if Mura is disrespecting it.

During the brief moment they had treaded into one another’s personal space she had taken the chance to sniff out the pale blue mare in return. Many scents cling to her own, and yet, none distinctive like it. Nor does Amorette smell other equine, which might explain why she had startled Mura. Perhaps also the lack of manners, though the young blue mare is soon to overcome them. It puts a smile on Amore’s lips, and a light drop of her head as she nods. ”It’s nice to meet you too, Mura. Are you new to tread into Beqanna, or returning?” she asks, not to pry but out of genuine interest.

The mention of her home, though indirect, makes her smile even grow wider. ”You can smell the ash on me?” she asks with a half grin, half smile. She had never bothered or felt ashamed for the ashes that dust her coat from time to time, the volcano was a big part of her life and Amorette loved every moment spend near it. ”I live in Tephra, north from here. She has a small volcano, large springs and green glowing hills. The tropical greenery is quite an amazing sight too. And it is pleasantly warm all year round.” Every time she speaks of Tephra, she cannot help it but to become somewhat enthusiastic at least. She simply loves her home.

But it is Mura’s own curiosity that makes her offer; ”Would you like to see it?” Amorette would take much joy in showing the pale blue mare around, and having even a small chance only to have someone else fall in love with Teprha too was a very nice prospect too.

Amorette

Quand on n'a que l'amour.

Okay, that must have hit a sensitive subject. For a moment Amorette’s dark eyes take in the pale blue mare, but she nods her head after, accepting the short answer she had been given. Mura didn’t smell from Beqanna, but perhaps that was simply because she had been in many different places, not settling anywhere long enough for it to stick to her scent. And Mura clearly thought it wasn’t Amore’s business at all.

During the time she speaks, Mura listens closely. The lack of words coming from the other mare only encourages Amorette to continue on, simply to avoid the silence to stretch between them. And she loved talking of Tephra.

Once the invitation stands, she meets Mura’s gaze without hesitation. She does hope that Mura will accept it, but the wary looks she retrieves in return make her almost give up on hope. Though Warrick had said to be proud of her, and Wound’s accomplishments, Amorette has yet to really bring newcomers to Tephra. And it was a sore spot she would really like to change. If Mura would only want to stay.

The smile that tugs on the corners of her lips shows how Mura’s acceptance of the offer enjoys her. ”Visitors are always welcome in Tephra, for as long as one would want to stay. I can show you around if you’d like?”

But even though it is a question, the ebony mare finds herself turning north before Mura has even answered. Energic enthusiasm makes her willing to start the tour right away, the twinkle showing in her eyes when she bends her neck to look back at Mura as she gestures into the direction of Tephra. ”We could go now, if that’s okay?”

Amorette

Quand on n'a que l'amour.