Intently listening, the confident and calm voices continued to ease the palominos concern. Visage softening and curiosity peaking over healing and soul illustrating waters.
Remembering her manners she shifted away from the strange luxury of Phaedrus’s wing to gain a better non biased perspective. ”I am very pleased to meet the both of you. My name is Ashara.”
Provided the decision was hers to make it was certainly a difficult one. Both offered everything the golden mare requested and then some with unusual enchanted properties. There was the well established ebony bronc, with many allies, vixens, and genetic gifts should breeding be required. He offered excitement and a whole new eccentric world. And then there was Ygritte who gave the impression of a quiet lifestyle more like the one she had been accustomed to. It would be less of a shock to ease into this peculiar mystic and possibly less demanding. Surely there would be some sort of catch, she would have to pull her own weight, earn her keep somehow.
Sympathetic amber orbs on the dark one, unsure of how he would react ”Thank you for the offer Phaedrus,” pausing to gain courage “However I feel the Falls will be the most suitable,” glancing back at the bay, ”if you’ll have me.”
Wherever I am, is exactly where I'm supposed to be.