The Dawn of New

"I am grateful for it's security," her reply came without hesitation, no need to breathe nor form a pause to think. She was a creature of truth and it was all she ever spoke. Though she would take a moment to breathe and reclaim again the masculine scent of her familiar. However heavy the scent, there was comfort to be found within it. No different than the night she had shared his warmth by the lake. It offered no reminder to some other thing in the past. It was a new creation, a new kind of memory she was keen to resurface fondly in any instance. Daring the faintest of smiles upon her muzzle, she tilted her muzzle upward slightly again gracing beneath his chin in kindly manner. "It is a reflection of where I came from, " but she would never call that place before home. "There is much to absorb, much to take in with all senses. But before then, I seek a place within the mountain. If only to have a place within to return to."