Beowulf must have felt more relaxed around the fairly quiet Torleik, not once did the hairy beast respond to any of her comments or ask her to elaborate. Surely he would want to know who these souls were, that liked to help. Lapsing into silence the mare followed the other two, listening to their hooves gently fall onto the ground. Perhaps she had said something that insulted him, or maybe he couldn't believe her, but the way Beowulf's body language spoke...well it left her confused. They reached the stream and the white supple mare elegantly lowered her crowned head to take a few grateful gulps from the water. Then gracefully, Arah turned to listen to Beowulf's words, his homeland did sound most glorious. When he requested to be lead to The Basin, for the first time Arah did not smile at him, even when he glanced towards her. Instead she remained silent, watching the hairy stallion that was possibly cold shouldering her. Talking about The Basin is one thing, actually taking him there, to her family? Especially after they had just only met...well that was another thing entirely.
Arah's downfall was that she liked and trusted pretty much everyone. However, this stallion had done little other than talk, he had given her no reasons to actually trust him, even though she did already like him and the way he spoke.

At least if he messed up while she was watching him, she would be able to grab Deimos to assist her in her removal. It was the same with everyone that she brought to The Basin. The ivory doe watched them until she trusted them with her family. Arah remained silent however, she would let Torleik take over this meeting. Golden orbs watched the other two stallions for a moment, then she turned back to the stream and had another quick drink. It was a fair way back to The Basin, while they traveled home, Arah would continue to remain mostly silent and watch the new member of her family carefully. No doubt it would't take him long to gain her trust, after all, Arah wanted to trust others. It was just her nature.

Turning back to the meeting, Arah watched Beowulf for a moment and the gave a slight nod in Torleik's direction. If the darker stallion was ready to lead the other, than the ivory mare was ready as well.

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@[Beowulf] @[Torleik]
[Drawing by Sei]

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