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Life had returned to relative normality lately. Willoughby had gathered a few friends, people she found herself growing close to. Especially one handsome stallion she kept running into. Perhaps that was the reason for her chipper mood - if she ever needed a reason for it!

Walking happily along the plains, Willoughby sought company. The odd times she did, it ended in soft disaster. Sometimes they were quite rude - but she didn't give in. She wouldn't stoop to their level. She kept her politeness, her kindness... So when someone new crossed her path, she was all for giving them a chance to prove her wrong. They could be nice for all she knew.

"Hello!" she calls to the mare paces away. Slowing to a respectful halt, she smiles at the other woman. They even looked to be around the same age. Good! Not since Jane had Willoughby seen someone around her age.