Helovia. She had heard many stories about the New Land. Some of the herdmembers of her previous herd had travelled to here and returned. They told about how tall the trees were. How loud the birds chirped. How the sky turned into a bright orange when the sun went to sleep and the moon woke up. Everytime a story like that was told, she was on the front row, listening with glimmering eyes like a foal who gets told a story by it's mother. She felt some sort of relief, knowing that she indeed entered Helovia. It wouldn't be the first time for her to end up somewhere she didn't plan to.
"Is it that big, yes? I've heard lots of exiting stories about this place." She said while she looked up. Although it was cold and her breath left her nostrils in small condensed clouds, the sun's rays were somewhat nice. When she mentioned she wanted to assist her, she again shivered. She widened her eyes and tried her best to decide quickly. What could go wrong? She was not to trust. "Sure, I don't see why not." Her own words almost shocked her. Did she decide too quickly?
"My name's Kroonjuweel. Aurora Basin, is that what they call your herd?"
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