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[Ygritte]

She studies him quietly. When he turns to face her, she greets him with the ever present smile. Her heart swelling with the happiness that he exudes already for the Falls. She observes his hesitation to water and she feels sorry for assuming he was comfortable with it. She admitted to herself that she has sometimes forgotten that other equines in Beqanna did not have the luxury of swimming in the vastness of the Falls at their leisure such as she.

Ygritte observes his fear and she instantly grows concern and drifts closer to Farren from her place, limbs paddling to near him till he finds the courage to place his nails in the warm licks of aqua. Skull stretches towards him to encourage him, whickering softly as she slowly drifts back towards the water. She hopes to encourage him as she walks back into the waters depths but he seems to have grasp the concept. He moves on his own, the smoky form slowly moving to the water's depths, without further coaxing from Ygritte.

When he tosses the spritz of water, Ygritte exaggerates the extremity of his mild assault by tossing her skull as the water lightly dampens the bay coat to a brilliant brass. She laughs in clear feminine tones, enjoying her time with Farren. Muzzle extends to the stag as he progresses towards her, embraced and weightless as she. "Tell me about your family, Farren." The statement more of an inquiry as she speaks to him, hoping to not bee too forward but she was curious about her swimming companion. He is a gentle soul and she likes that about him. He is honest and kind and Ygritte admires him for that even more so. Lobes flicker towards her new herd-mate? kingdom-mate? He holds her interest intently. Pink maw dipping to sip the very waters that held their buoyancy. For now, the pair are weightless and free and safe.

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