What were all these strange people talking about? Going home? Home was where Mama was and clearly that was not with them, so why did she need to decide? Both the winged mare and the black mare talk soft and seem to try and be friendly but they cannot help bring Mama back by standing here. It was hard to think with the cold rain spraying down at her despite the generous shelter the white mare had provided. Clamping her jaw shut tightly she was at least able to muffle the sound of her own chattering teeth so that she could try and think about what she needed to do. Twitching the end of her tail she touched her muzzle gently to the jagged stars that were her only reminder of her mother, what would she want her to do? The fluttering of a small object drew her attention to Elsa as something seemed to jump away from her with a sudden flare of what appeared to be wings. Too confused with everything else to pay it much attention her eyes sank down to her feet until the mare's gentle voice spoke to her once again.

So she hadn't been imagining it...she marveled to herself as Elsa explained what that powdery puff thing had been. How could it talk to her in her head? This just didn't make sense to the girl who up until now had never heard of anything of the sorts. Really it made her think that the adults were in fact kind of crazy to be hearing voices in their minds and assuming it was the creatures of the forest, and here she thought that imaginary friends were for babies. Guess she might just have to rethink that whole idea when she could spare a minute to do so. Managing to get past the head talking thing in order to hear the rest of the conversation she glanced over when Sialia was mentioned again. If she had to chose to go with one of them she wanted to go with both of them. The more she thought of it the more impossible the problem seemed to get but if she had to break it down where did she actually stand?

A loud grumbling of her belly interrupted her thoughts as she only now remembered that she had not eaten in a few hours since Mama had disappeared. Guess that she would go hungry until Mama showed back up again... Tears welled to her eyes as reality of being alone started to set in yet again making her lip quiver. Mama, why where you not here? Bravely fighting back the feelings the filly tried to shake off some of the water from her coat only to half trip over her spindly legs in the process. It was hard enough walking and running on these long things nevermind steadying herself against this wind. Sialia was the next to speak basically saying the same things as Elsa had to say only instead of places to get warm she mentions hot springs. What was a hot spring?

Wait a minute... the white mare had asked her a question hadn't she? Shifting her eyes back to the girl again it took her a minute to remember what she had asked, ah right her name. "H..He..hera." She said shyly trying to enunciate each syllable as mother was teaching her to do so it didn't become Era like she had been calling herself for the last week or more. Alright now to decide on who to go with... In a way she still longed to go with everyone, well except for the giant man dude cause he was kinda scary looking cause he glowed all funny. Both mares seemed to trust him though so she guessed he was alright. Reaching out her muzzle hesitantly to both she paused as she looked up to Elsa, if that birdy was looking for Mama she wanted to be there when it found her. "Eddergrr (attempted pronunciation of Edgar) find Mama. I want to go with you and find her." She stated proud of her relatively long sentence. Turning her head back to Sialia again she presses her nose to hers before speaking again. "Come too?" She asked hoping to have everyone together.

•• TAGS: @Sialia , @Alune , @Elsa •• NOTES: Sorry for skipping you Alune, just wanted to speed things up a little to get her out of the threshold :) Maybe we can start a new thread for them now? ••

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