Hoshor Plains shale

She nodded once, having dealt some time ago with the grief and disappointment that she had felt when she had finally accepted the fact that she would not bear a goal. She had punished herself, cursed the stallion, wondered if she’d strayed too far in telling one of the Equus stories…Nothing had helped her make sense of it. But with time came the grace to accept, and with Spring came the opportunity to try again. 

”Mmhmm,” she agreed thoughtfully, her lips finally drawing into a soft smile. ”Maplesmoke’s alright, hmm? He does his job, he doesn’t needlessly push us around, doesn’t showboat unless it’s time to do so,” She said.