It isn't long before she is greeted with a kiss upon her forehead, causing her to suck in her breath softly in surprise. She didn't pull away nor did she respond, instead she only watched the mare as her brown eyes were intensely gazing into her own. The surprise was very evident in them, but she did her best to recover and smiled, dipping her head and attempting to return the gesture. Perhaps this unique maiden was from somewhere not of Helovia, like she had been, which meant her customs were most likely entirely different. Myrrine could understand not being able to adjust as well as one would think when beginning in a new land, and so she couldn't help but follow along. She wasn't one to ever judge others actions when they were simply doing what they thought was right or of the norm. Perhaps that left her vulnerable to many things, but she felt deep down that kindness killed all things over anything else.
Before she could say more another woman approached, causing her spotted crown to turn slightly, before the rest of her body followed suit. She was smooth in her motions, dipping her head politely to acknowledge the newcomer, before moving slightly to the left as if to invite her into the social circle. Sure, this mare was competition to the chance of her bringing someone home, but what she knew best was that this new mare should have options, and if the Throat mare was a more suitable escort than herself, then Myrrine had no room to object. So she smiled, ever polite and friendly as always, and as soon as she was quiet she nodded, responding in that same chipper tone," It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Megara! My name is Myrrine, and I am of the World's Edge." She paused then suddenly, looking to the braided warrior with shining eyes and speaking kindly, excited to finally talk about her home," The World's Edge is a beautiful forest by the edge of the ocean. It's very high up on a cliff. The breeze is always nice and I love the fresh smell of pine. Queen Elsa and King Tembovu rule there, and they are very kind."
She giggled lightly, barely being able to contain the excitement she had within her, though suddenly she realized perhaps this response wouldn't be so well received. She usually was the happy-go-lucky type, but would often try and tone it down for those who weren't so pleased with such an approach. She only hope she hadn't scared Miss Tuppence away, or irked the fellow Helovian with her notions. She was only proud of where she belonged, and because of her passion and love for the herd it often caused her to show much more enthusiasm than those would expect. She only hoped these two women would forgive her silliness...
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