The being that appeared was familiar in a way, though she couldn’t put her hoof on why. He was striking and made the little mare want to laugh. When he bumped into her, Pol smiled and shook her head.
"No need to apologize. The trees are rather thick here and it is difficult to be certain that you are not heading toward another." She beamed at him, her lavender eyes alight with happiness at meeting a new face.
"Why dont you stay and chat? I promise I wont bite." Pol laughed softly, tilting her head slightly as she gazed at the taller and stockier stallion. He was adorable in a way that seriously reminded her of someone… but she couldn’t figure out who. This was going to drive her nuts.
"I am Polar North, medic for Night Court." She introduced herself, dipping her head in greeting as she turned to face the stallion fully.
