Emberflame Ridge You carry my fears as the heavens set fire

Yuralria was not sure she appreciated such an active audience, but nevertheless the girl's presence was inoffensive enough that soon she was relaxing on her haunches in a patch of melted snow. 

"It's good to have a quick mind even if you don't necessarily have quick feet," for she was beginning to like whoever this was. "That's impressive! Birds have never been my forte." Only having dabbled in the art once or twice, she had given up pretty quickly once the turkeys had given her the feeling of uncanny valley.

She watched as the girl swayed, debating briefly whether to act as support before deciding swiftly against it. "It's fine, y'know, you startled me is all. But no, my home's way over there," gesturing vaguely with her muzzle over the tops of the mountains. "Someplace called Moonglow. I'll be heading back there soon, actually. What about you?"