the road less traveled
"I'm sorry."
It was a practiced routine by now. Even when she did nothing wrong, she felt it prudent to disengage the situation accordingly. Apologizing seemed the logical choice, even if it was not the smartest. Willoughby paused in her steps, coming to a halt as her ears flattened against her skull. She looked apologetic, lowering her neck and skull.
"I just have not seen you before" she goes on naively "I wanted to say hello" Meeting new folks was always a pleasure of the aspiring bard. She keeps her smile despite it looking sorry. "but I did not really know how to approach you" Willoughby explains with an uneasy grin "you are from the Dusk Court, yes?"
Few times she had been there during her stay in Novus. But the scent still clung to the mare before her. Faintly but available to be plucked from the air.
@Sofia / speaks
