Heron Lake Plateau And I've got the sides and all the corners- but there's a space

Colt was about, as per usual.  He didn't tend to have much of a routine to his days... routines got too predictable.  He was considering going for a little trip out of borders, to clear his head and maybe meet a few strangers.  But he hadn't even been here long enough to say hey to everyone here.  So....

Speaking of!  Spotting an unfamiliar face, Colt paused, watching as Niamh seemed to be attempting to clean something from her pelt.  He considered a moment, then began walking over, curious.  He knew she had entered with Screech, but unlike the boy, he had heard little about her, good or bad.  Seemed she was fitting right in.

"Having trouble?" He asked, lightly smiling as he spotted the bush and put two and two together.  "Don't think we've met yet.  Name's Colt."