Grazing to still her thoughts, keeping herself focused on the outside world, she ate very little. There were distant conversations, far off hoof beats and there was little time her lips remained low to the ground. It wasn't like she had much of an appetite any way, her teeth grounding away the tasteless long pieces that crunched in her mouth. It was better than what she had been eating, but she wondered how much of the land had suffered like this. Would green grass be an option here? Ears angling back, she cocked her hind leg, her red tresses swishing against the side of her rump in her wait. She wasn't sure what to expect, and the unknown she would admit scared her. She had a few scars of her past on the outside. Simple long, and short thin lines adorning her flanks. They were barely lighter than her coat, and unless someone was scanning her so closely they were often not noticed. It was on the inside she wasn't sure how hidden they were. She no longer put out the scent of fear, but it was not totatly gone.

Letting her head droop, her eyes began to slowly close. Quickly as her eyes closed her head would fall, and she would snap her skull upward. She could sleep in the morning, she urged herself if this might bring comfort she needed. She shifted her weight between her four pillars, and began to hum an old song to keep herself from drifting to sleep. The song had barely began when she was certain she heard more crunches of the decayed grass. Her thick muscles tensed in her shoulders, and neck. There was already someone coming to check her out this she was certain, and she was not entirely prepared. It had been a long time since she had seen a free unicorn. There had to be free ones if this was where her guardian had sent her, but she took a step back into the shadow, holding a high stance to keep her ground. It could be a breed of her enemy.

She saw him, she thought before he spied her. She was probably wrong about that, her dark eyes catching the shine from his pearly horn. It was beacon of light to her, already putting some of her fears to rest. She let her jaws unclench, but the rest of her body was bound tight ready to fight or take flight. She watched his movement, taking in his red features, and white snip upon his nose. There was a gloss to his muscles as they rippled beneath his chestnut hide. There was nothing threatening in the way he met her, calling her a sister and politely asking of her name. He had given her his, and she placed it to memory with a perfect image.She was not about to trust him just because he was a unicorn, her kind, but she had little choice as always. He had information she needed, and she could use an ally. She was not sure about this realm, and it's works. Besides her instinct was not beckoning her to run, and run fast.

She cantered her head to the side, peering at him with a single eye. "Faelene," she offered in her own warm tones. Her red mane shifted along her faded onyx hide when she turned to peer at him more curiously with both her eyes. "You wander freely?" She inquired, trying her best to keep a normal conversation. She could not remember the last time she had chatted with someone she had wanted to speak to. Her question was probably strange to him, but there was only one way to find out.