The soot colored mare hadn't resided long in the Gates, no, not long at all. She had busied herself mostly with grazing, exploring, and for the most part had kept to herself. It was a rather dull spring day if anyone asked, though if today was like most days, they wouldn't. Of course the trees were budding, or outright in blossom. The grass had turned from its flaxen, sun deprived dryness, into lush blades of emerald. Wichita's mane had finally rid itself of the last trapped burr and fell in curtains over her nape, finally making her more presentable.
She was simply moseying about the border of what was the domain known as the Gates, when something new occurred. At the border she sighted two mares she had never before seen, or met for that matter. They were simply standing there, conversing it looked like, but about what? She didn't know. She wasn't exactly sure what she should do at that point, could they be friends of this realm? Were they perhaps kinfolk of one of the resident equines? Maybe they were looking for a place to stay. Of course there would only be one way to find out.
She made a rather slow approach, taking her time to observe the visitors, while also hoping that she wasn't the only one awake this early."Mornin' what can I do ya for?" She did her best to sound pleasant, she even gave them a warm smile, it was early an she couldn't say she had had time to properly wake. She was however, accustomed to being with a herd of mares that were rather friendly and open with each other, certainly not stingy with their affections. So without further hesitation, she sided right up next to one of them, lazily flicking her tail. Her maw extended in greeting, reaching the nearest nose. "Glad to see new faces, I'm Wichita." she offered as she pulled her nape back in a fluid motion, the picture of relaxation.