[open] A world of contradictions; any

[Ilma]

A little breeze goes a long way

Ilma took in the scent of the forest; the air was colder here, but just as filled with life as any proper grazing field. It was mostly a more humid place, she thought; a place for mushrooms and moss to grow in the shade, for worms to feed the birds, chirping and chattering in the trees. In the late summer, the forest was lush with greens, and she enjoyed every step of her way, if silently. She wasn't too far in when she picked up another mare's scent, and soon enough she came into view. With the expected greeting however, came the unexpected: an apology? Ilma shook her head with a laugh. "Don't be silly! I'm just strolling through the forest. I might have to apologize for disturbing you, even." she offered. Her smile continued as she took in the black mare's form and scent. "But where are my manners? Hello and good evening to you, too. I am called Ilma." she continued. She swished her tail in the soft air, wondering if the other mare would accept her defiance of the un-needed apology.