Thistle looks up, startled, she was not expecting anyone to approach her. She raises her head and looks at the Serian speaking to her. Unsure of how to react, she decideds to ease back a step before she answers. "No, I have seen no one since I got here." She reclaims the step she took and slowly app...

A single mare gazes around the field, not exactly sure if she belongs. Ears flat, she sniffs the air searching for danger. Cautiously, she ventures a few steps further and begins to nibble a blade of grass.