Autumn had finally given way to winter. Although mild here in comparison to winters she had known just a couple years ago, the air was noticeably crisp. The golden vixen could breath easier now that breeding season was over. Leaving the comforts of the kingdom to stretch and warm stiff limbs wasn’t the same risk it was in the previous season. Her breath a temporary white cloud in the atmosphere. The Falls was growing in numbers so the current visits purpose held less weight than when numbers dwindled. Still it was always nice to have more friends. Secretly she wouldn’t mind finding a love match for her dear friend, Jedi. He was a gallant paint, who protected fiercely and deserved to find someone.

Amber pools befell a dappled femme with refined features. Observing her path, Ashara made her way to intercept. Her auricles focused on the other and waiting for eye contact. She dipped her honey-hued skull in respect. “Good day Miss, I’m Ashara. Out for a stroll?” The reason one comes to the field is an obvious one, asking is more of a formality. Her tone was warm, despite unknowingly falling on deaf ears. Her gaze drifted to the topography casually as to not seem too eager.

When the obsidian winged man approached, a smirk tugged at the edges of her dark lips. “Nice to see you again Phaedrus, I’m doing very well, thank you. How about you?” Her confidence had grown since their first meeting over a year ago. He was her first mystic to encounter and she was terrified then. So much had happened in that year since, but it seemed like a whirlwind.

Her amber pools returned to other mare whose voice was slightly different. “I come from the Falls, it’s a lovely neutral kingdom and you’re more than welcome to join.” She gave a nod to accentuate the last note and shifted her weight upon her stiffening limbs. The Falls were quite beautiful, surely this mare would like it. The winters were mild, and the lack of predators made it a safe and comfortable even in the worst season.

She eyed the dark stallion as he spoke, there was a hint of something in his tone she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Her smile broadened at the dappled choice, it was a win win. “Fine choice. If you don’t mind Phaedrus, I will escort her to the Falls for some introductions and political stuff then I will personally escort her to The Dale.” It was more of a statement then a request. Returning to the other mare she gave a wink and tilted her head towards the path home. “Shall we?”