[open] To Be Alone Or Not?

[Nerica]

Nerica

The scent of another didn't reach her nostrils until the last moment and she fling her head around, her eyes immediately set in a cold glare. Whoever dared to intrude upon her confused loneliness was not welcome. Nerica turns slowly to face the other horse. A stallion, and quite a handsome one. But she couldn't care less at the moment. She didn't speak, staying silent to see what the other horse would do. When his question reaches her ears her face draws in an infuriated expression. She swallows the explosive response she was about to spit out and takes a deep breath of cold air. She lets her face fall into a neutral, but slightly annoyed expression. Her blue eyes squinted at the stallion in front of her. 

   Before she could think of a calmer response another horse comes into view. A very short horse. Nerica blinks in shock and even more anger. Not one horse but two? She takes in a few shuddering breaths. When the small mare greets the stallion she squints. They know each other? She questions silently. Nerica still does not speak but when the mare comes closer she lifts her head in surprise. The heat coming from the small mare was also approaching and Nerica's chilled body couldn't help but lean slightly towards her. The horses were not welcome, but the warmth definitely was. When the mare introduced herself Nerica let her eyes fall over the mare. Something about the two horses in front of her sent a shover down her spine. But Aela's invitation to warmth was quickly accepted, and Nerica took two short steps closer. 

   No words left the black mare's mouth. She wasn't sure how to address them. She was feeling a strange mix of fear, anger and comfort. Something about them was suspicious but the mare offered her a warmth that was giving Nerica energy and comfort. But of course her thoughts from earlier still rung in her head. Nerica squinted slightly, staring at the two horses, unsure of her next actions. On a normal day she would have issued several rude remarks and perhaps a hoof in their direction and then departed. But today her chilled body won over and she stood close to other two. "My business here is none of your concern." she finally speaks in the stallion's direction. Then looking to Aela she falls silent. The heat from the small mare was quickly energizing Nerica and her attitude was returning. "I'm afraid I don't make introductions to just anyone." she says in a sharp tone, her eyes now bright with the resurfaced annoyance she felt around other horses. She took a few steps backwards, letting her cold gaze sweep over the two others. Nerica turned and pushed into a trot, holding her head high and moving away from the other two. 

As the black mare moved away, the cold once again seeped through, but an emptiness also filled her. Part of her wanted to turn around and introduce herself, to see if perhaps they would put up with a horse like her. Nerica let out a snort of frustration. Her mixed up feelings were wearing her down. They didn't make sense to her and she had no idea what to do next.

@Aela@"Gale"