She blinked and forced herself to breathe. She took a moment to observe the other, curiosity just as high on her list of concerns as her current state of internal panic. Golden stripes, so very reminiscent of the stripes she'd seen on Zebras in her trek to these strange lands, seemed painted like a jewel of rare metals across her face and limbs. She was certainly unique in comparison to any of their own kind that Lanore had ever seen before. She didn't appear threatening, though Lanore couldn't exactly say she'd be the best to judge that. She'd never exactly encountered much danger beyond her first few months alone in those woods after she'd realized her mother was not coming back.
She spoke and Lanore's ears tipped forward, her head tilting as she eyed the mare for a moment. Why was she so certain she was going to fail at any sort of civilized conversation with the mare? For a moment she wanted to test her name on her own lips, but she was certain she could not recreate the sound the mare had uttered. Instead, as if it was all she could muster, she nodded her head ever so lightly and offered a small smile as she spoke back in the barest and most uncertain tone, "I-... I'm...La-Lanore." It came out shaky, but she was at least hopeful that it conveyed her lack of language and not a lack of mental capacity. "Where..." She began, confused on how to say what she wanted. Her ruby eyes trailed to the land around them, hoping to convey her inquiry when her trust in her own voice and words would not let her tread further.
@Lillibet
