After only a few moments of being a damsel in distress, a rather large stallion makes his way through some shrubbery to find Estonia. At first the mare side steps to avoid hooves or teeth that may be on the end of that large skull but thankfully no lash came. Instead red lady is met with a rather ruggedly attractive stallion with coy eyes and a playful smile. She can tell that not much spooks this man by how closely he approaches. She also can't help but watch his eyes. She likes his eyes and this also draws a little girlish smile across her own lips. Lobes flicker forward as she stretches out her tiara to the stallion in greeting.
His words are like a cool sip of water on a hot day. Soothing and smooth and almost sweet.
"Texas." The two syllables roll of the tongue a little too easily. Surprisingly, Estonia likes this too. Well, Texas, what brings me here is in fact that I'm homeless and the herd life is just not for me." She speaks low and soft. "I heard of the Falls from the lips of acquaintances so I decided to see for myself." Dark pools shift from his ears to his toes and back up. "So far...so good..." The fire woman can't help but laugh as she attempts to tease the male who she has just met.
After a little chuckle that starts to become awkward, she lifts her skull to peer out from beneath the silver tresses. Hopefully he cracks at least a smile. "I'm Estonia."
Heh...oh boy...
*estonia
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