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Lamb smiles at the soft touch, eyes alight with the possibilities before her. The painted girl tilts her head as she listens to the mare who spoke as gently as she. Not a soul would know of their presence in the field if they had wanted too. How lovely. Her heart aches for the mare, Lamb had known loneliness such as Allegria had.
"I suppose we should chat for a while. If you find my company to be pleasant you may find my home just as nice. Lonely is a terrible thing to be Allegria." Lamb speaks, offering the woman a friend when she seems to need one the most. Lamb couldn't bear the thought of leaving the painted woman alone. Not when she had confided such sadness to her. Lamb twists her head towards the direction of Sylva, smiling as her gaze returns to the mare. "They call my home Sylva, and I have never seen a land more beautiful than it." She does not continue, for she did not wish to bore the speckled mare with her drone. She simply smiles and shifts on pale hooves. If she wished to see it Lamb would reply with eagerness. She had never felt more joy than showing others her forested home. It made the girl's heart burst just thinking about it! How happy Sabra would be! Maybe the opalescent queen would even be proud of her.
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