Zaravich was the newest member of Phaderus' herd, she had been a member of the Dale for some time and recently learned of the herd lands. She decided to get away for today, and made the long venture to the forest. Josie, her foal, was almost a year old now and she left her in the protection of the herd as she went on her own for the first time since giving birth. As she reached the forest she looked around with joy, it was officially winter with a small blanket of snow on the ground. the green grass still peaked out through the snow. The air was bitter and she could see her breath, leaving a perfect hoof print with every step. The pine trees scattered around were still green, as they are all year round.  It was always nice to visit the forest when it was winter, the little bit of greenery beneath there feet would soon go away, and the pine trees here offered the only relief of the constant white snow.

Zara stuck out like a sore thumb, she could not hide from any creatures as her ebony color was the polar opposite of the white snow. Most of the stags got there sexual frustrations out with the breeding season just a few moons ago, so she hoped to remain safe. Zara had not met many herd members in the Plains, but really did not want to encounter the mares who were all fighting over Phaderus' attention. Instead she hoped that she would find someone to befriend in the forest; her ears pricked and her head followed to the sound of another approaching.

The ebony mare looked off in the direction in which she heard noises. It should be easy to spot another with the white blanket covering the ground, although the trees offered protection and the dead pine needles, now brown, offered covering for those of similarity in viewing. Her ears flicked around as a few birds stuck around, late to migrate, they chirped hopping from tree to tree, looking for any source of food. This however, was not the noise she heard, was her mind playing games with her? She knew she heard something, she was not alone in the forest today.

The mares body flinched without moving her legs, as another popped out from hiding. Revealing herself to be a blue mare with a purple mane, tail and dorsal stripe. She had gazed over the mare from head to hoof, intrigued by her color. She cannot recall meeting an equine of such beauty, she had old wounds that were clearly healing and curiosity made her wonder how she came to have them, but that wouldn't be a wonderful opening statement.

Shaking all her thoughts from her head thought of a response, what did bring her out today? "I wanted a change of scenery, what brought you out?" she asked, her voice was friendly and her ears remained forward. Her statement was true for the most part, she had never been away from her foal before today. Josie was almost a year old now, and more than capable of being on her own in the herd lands while she ventured to the forest. The Dale was a quiet kingdom, forcing the mare to be isolated for most of her time there. She was a very social creature who;s only desire was to behold a friend, constantly in the field or the forest looking to hold a friendship with someone. 

Zara scanned over the beautiful mare who was blue in color, Zara has seen some magic in Beqanna but it was rare to see a horse of her color. She was curious as to how the mare obtained the marks on her body, but turned to find her gaze hopeful she did not catch her looking at the marks. The blue mare seemed to be full of life which was a trait few horses had that Zara came across. They were always routine, out recruiting for there kingdom, out to spread there kin, unwilling to speak to someone outside there kingdom/herd. This mare had no cares what anyone thought, something that brought excitement to Zara. She watched as she stepped closer, showing no signs of danger to Zara.

the mare spoke as she came out her out of boredom which cause Zara to laugh, she often times grew bored in her kingdom due to the quietness, and felt the struggle of the blue mare. Ryss she spoke in her head a few times, learning how it tastes on her tongue. Her eyes grew wider as the mare asked her name, HOW COULD SHE FORGET TO INTRODUCE HERSELF "I apologize, my name is Zara" she gave a smile "do you reside in a kingdom or herd?" she asked curious of were she resided.

Zara's eyes grew wide as Ryss noted her gaze on her marks, embarrassed that she was caught. She listened to the mare explain that she had no desires to be in a herd or a kingdom; noting that she thought it would be fun to mess around the the other mares.....what? Zara was confused by her comment, did she mean it in a sexual way? She flicked her tail removing any thoughts of confusion from her mind.

Ryss stated she was born in the Jungle, although Zara has never met an equine from that Kingdom, or been there The Dale and the Jungle were alliances. The mare finished speaking her mind returning the question to Zara, where did she leave. She glanced over her once more envious of the life she lived "Well I belong to the Dale, but reside in the herd lands claimed by a stag of the name Phaderus" her gaze wonderd off thinking of the stag who claimed her interest, disappointed by the large amount of mares who also lived with her, all fighting for his attention. She did grow to care deeply for him though, and would not trade her life for another. "I have a filly, with another stag" she rolled her eyes thinking of the stag who abandoned her after a week of enjoyment they shared. "Shes back with the herd though" almost a year old Josie was fine to be left with the protection of the herd.

She looked to find the gaze of the mare "Although I do see how you it could be repetitive to belong to a herd, or even a kingdom" Zara did not speak to the other mares in the herd, her only relief to loneliness was Phaderus and the random friends she makes in the Field or Forest. A smile grew on her face as her interest in the mare grew, intrigued by her life style. "Although I do not think anything is missing from your anatomy, you appear fine to me" she said with confidence, the mare had guts, something few equines had now a days, at least the ones she has met.

The ebony mare watched as Ryss spoke, trying to make it less awkward about her catching Zara gazing at her marks. The scars were well faded, and Zara was curious as to why anyone would leave such horrible marks on another. She did not feel like it was her place to ask and refrained from any further questions.

Zara couldn't help but blurt out a laugh as Ryss talked about herd life, asking if it was boring, how it was sharing the stallion, great sex couldn't keep her in a herd. Well, I haven't met any of the other mares, and I can't say that I really want to she admitted out loud I think I would get jealous if I interacted with the others as much as she didn't like the idea of jealousy she truly had feelings for Phaderus and would not want to put a face to his other mares. She knew they were there, but if she never talked to them she could pretend they didn't exist. I do get bored often, but like I said, I fill my boredom in the field or here she said scanning the pine trees that were bright green regardless of the time of the year.

She did not talk about her life to many equines, and she found it very relaxing to have another she could talk to. A mare who did not share her herd lands with her, she could escape that constant love triangle (well really its a decagon). She watched as the mare scanned her, she seemed to be more intent on the mare than there conversation. Ryss stepped closer to Zara, lifting her head and placing her lips on Zaras back with a flirtatious comment. She truly did enjoy Ryss' company but was unsure how to respond to her action. Zaras back trembled, she did not mind the touch, but could only think of Phaderus when she did it, Zara stepped back reclaiming her personal space Sorry.... she said awkwardly moving her gaze to the ground. She imagined Ryss would lose interest in there conversation after that and leave Zara to herself in the forest.