This particular morning, the grey lady was thankful that the weather was not quite as oppressive as it could have been. The air was not thick with humidity like many days before had been, but rather it was light and clean as the morning breeze fluttered through the grasses and plant life around where she rested. This particular day, she had taken refuge in one of the many meadows spread about the land of Delumine and was more than content to lie there sternal with her belly to the cool earth while her back basked in the warmth of morning sun. She had to admit, she was still getting used to enjoying this kind of weather; she didn't recall generally pleasant weather on the mountain and the places her travels took her tended to have more a unsettled climate. Despite that, Ygraine was quite appreciative of the temperate environment she'd found herself in as of late and she would have been lying if she hadn't given silent thanks to the Gods when she woke this morning. 

Her fores were tucked under her chest where she rested, hind limbs out to the side while she lazily enjoyed her quiet morning; maybe later she would go out exploring. The seemingly endless abundance of flowers growing nearby piqued her interest, many of them being types she was not exactly familiar with and it would have been wise of her to maybe try and surmise if any of them had any properties that were beneficial to her or not. Of course, experimenting within reason; no need to get sick over foolish judgement. Her agenda was surely laid out for her for the rest of the day, but for now she chose to ignore it. Ygraine was more than content lying where she was, nibbling on the grasses easily accessible around her. 

Despite her looking rather complacent where she was, the grullo lady still kept her wits about her. Her ears were constantly turning this way and that, processing the sounds around her and subconsciously determining if danger was afoot or not. Her nares were breathing deep, paying close mind to the scents around her in case of any change on the wind she needed to be made aware of. So although she looked relaxed as one could be, she was poised to leap to her feet at a moment's notice if need be. As of late, everything seemed quiet besides the usual symphony of the biome. Though she soon noticed a rustling not too far off to to the east of her that seemed out of place with the soundtrack around her. Unable to see the cause from where she was, the pale faced lady sprung to her feet and looked out to the expanse of the meadow, her pale eyes narrow and focused while she searched for the source. Hopefully it wasn't going to warrant a fight; she really wasn't in the mood for that.

The black dun mare could see the semblance of something coming her way, though it seemed at a leisurely pace at best. That alone was enough to ease her worrying, which allowed her mind to change direction and for curiosity to take wing. Just like she was getting used to the climate, she was also getting used to the vast diversity that was this great land. In her mountainous homeland special characteristics were few and far between, and honestly if any were born with these attributes they usually were cast from the herd young. Her clan feared what it did not know; maybe that's why she felt she didn't belong there anymore. But now, here, she was experiencing more multiplicity than she had ever before and somehow by the Gods' graces she was taking it all very much in stride.

All of this made it much easier for Ygraine to settle when the hybrid stallion came into full view, wings displayed along with the horn centered in the middle of his forehead. The pale faced lady merely lifted her head a few degrees, ears still perked atop her skull as to let the inquisitive filly within her shine through. Her dark ebony tail swatted swiftly against her dusty grey hide, allowing him to approach. Ygraine certainly appreciated his apology upon the realization that he'd encroached on her space, though in her eyes she didn't think it didn't warrant nearly as much fussing as he had alluded. 

"Nonsense, you didn't frighten me as much as make me curious of who might be ambling about the meadow is all," she answered, a certain tranquility emanating from her voice as she stood there before him. She did briefly take in the sight before her, taking detailed note of the stallion's features and with that she reflected on the fact that she was, in the great scheme of things around here, quite plain. The thought worried her, gnawing at her confidence a little.

Her wandering mind was soon anchored back to earth. 'I am Somnus, and I mean you no ill-will. I was simply taking advantage of this positively divine weather.' Her pale eyes flickered to meet his stark green ones, and when her thoughts essentially reached solid ground she returned the smile with one of her own. The edges of her pale pink muzzle turned upwards and Ygraine briefly dipped her head to him in a polite manner. "Call me Ygraine," she replied, a brief pause following as she looked out to the expanse of the meadow. "I don't blame you for taking a stroll, it's rare to have such a comfortable morning whilst so deep in summer. Wouldn't you agree?"

The grey lady allowed him to approach, watching him cross the invisible barrier of her personal space with merely a studious gaze. She figured it was the least she could do considering the winged stallion seemed practically offended with himself for merely showing up near her uninvited; when in reality, Ygraine didn’t actually mind the company at all. Being more of a nomad for a good chunk of her years, one could say she was more used to the transient comings and goings of others around here. Him sticking around for awhile was not a concept she was foreign to.

The only consideration that was alien to her was, well, that he was still willing to speak with her. She was quite aware that she wasn’t exactly the most engaging in conversation with strangers, keeping to shorter sentences solely because she wasn’t the best at knowing what to say. Ygraine was an innate listener that than one focused on replying; she preferred to study and understand...which wasn’t always a quality others enjoyed. So of course she was quite pleasantly surprised with how things were going when Somnus chose to keep her company a bit longer. Her ears perked in curiosity, listening to him address her once more.

’Lady Ygraine.’ The grullo mare chuckled at that, somehow finding humor in the simple words. Maybe taking them a little too literally for her own good, to which she answered him as to maybe let that laugh be forgotten. ”I’m far from being any semblance of a lady,” she answered, humbling herself. Then she quickly recovered that, considering it did hit her that what she said might have been a bit foolish. ”But yes, I am new to this area. I’ve been traveling for a long time now and must say I haven’t seen a place much like this before,” said the grey lady, her pale gaze briefly scanning the expanse of the meadow before her eyes returned to the blonde stallion. The act was merely a force of habit for her, to be constantly taking in her surroundings. Looking for changes, deviations in what she assumed to be normal.

Though considering she was speaking with an equine with both wings and a horn, things that warranted expulsion from the mountain she was born on, Ygraine wasn’t exactly sure of what normal exactly meant at this very moment. Thankfully, she was open to learning; she knew there was so much else to know about the world. ”Forgive me,” she began, a brief pause following as her mind sought to put what she said next together in such a way as to not make her look like an absolute dingus. ”But, are many around here like you? I have not really seen anyone like you before...” she finally said, her head motioning in his direction. Okay. That came out slightly less dingus-like.

But still, Ygraine thought she sounded like a complete idiot. Hopefully he’d overlook her foolishness. Otherwise she was sure to go find the nearest cave and hide forever to mask her shame. Lady of the Dark Cave has a nice ring to it, right?