been tryin' hard not to get into trouble
Her journey so far has been long but she is learning many things, so far the Dale was friendly - their King was rather welcoming. The Chamber she was bombarded but luckily Gallows had come with her. She decides to approach another neutral land even though it's further from her path she wants something that will hopefully be easy. She has heard of the Fall's healing waters, she has heard about the recent Amazonian intrusion here but she has interpreted it differently. She doesn't know the inter-kingdom alliances or treaties, little does she know she would soon be approaching the plethora of history in the shape of a man.
She entered the land and it seems peaceful although there is remnants of a tropical scent, she bets it's the Amazon mares but she has never traveled there. The gray tobiano sees a bay stallion standing alone, she assesses the fact that he is one of the only (if not the only) person she does see. Although it's been her experience to not interrupt or catch someone off guard, with his openness she has a feeling it's welcomed.
"Hello, I'm Everdeen from the Valley - do you live here or are you waiting for someone to notice you like I am?" she laughs a little, her big amber doe eyes glinting with her joke. She doesn't know that he likely won't find it funny, this is his home unbeknownst to her - he's also distantly related to her and although Everdeen does not know her grandmother she has been told before that her eyes are that of the magical mare's. She is much sweeter on the exterior, the interior is yet to be determined; she is moldable in the Valley's hands. Demian's to be more precise.
"Have you been here in solitude long? it's a very weighted question, it's both political and personal and although they have just met she knows that he will catch on to her delving attempts. Curiosity killed the cat, after all.