Morenth's blue gaze locked upon a small, grey figure. They had been following shade provided by the tall trees when they finally came into view. It took a moment for the grey...mare? Yes, mare. He could smell her sweet perfume even from here, to notice him after swatting away the pesky insects that clung to her. Without even thinking about it, his long, lion-like tail swung across his haunches. Long tendrils of matted white and cyan blue drifted across his back and rump, shooing away the insects that clung to his own skin, before falling back behind him. Morenth drifted forward a step, his head angled slightly down, his ridged horns pointed in toward her, though it was nothing more than him studying her as she did him.  It had been so long since he had seen another of his species that he almost forgot what it was like to be in the presence of one. Except, she wasn't exactly like what he was used to either. Her face lacked a horn and her body was so simple that he had to make sure he was not missing a piece. Her tail lacked any definite bone and just fell useless behind her; the hair long as his mane was. And her coat lacked any definite markings. The only definitive thing about her was her icy blue eyes, which also studied him. 


Morenth remained silent, even as she greeted him. He was curious to learn what she wanted, though was not willing just yet to give voice to his thoughts. She was quick to speak, however and he soon learned her name and the name of this land. Helovia, he'd never heard of it before. None of his home tribe spoke of such lands, but then they were sheltered by their own ignorance and stubborn pride. They were quick to cast him out, yet they, themselves dared not set foot outside their mountains. He was almost glad though that they had set him free. Morenth gave her a small, curt nod after a few minutes of silence. The tension in his body had subsided, but he still kept a wary eye on her. She was unusual enough that he was uncertain of what hidden abilities she might possess. After all, he shouldn't judge another by their looks alone. "Greetings Brisa of the Hidden Falls." His long tail swept across the other side of him, both ears forward and listening. There was a brief moment of hesitation before he finally said, "I am Morenth." There was always something that felt off about giving up his name to complete strangers. It was like letting them in on a secret, something they might use against him (if that was even possible). Though he also prided himself in knowing it would likely be the only piece of personal information that she would squeeze out of him. The rest she might guess from his appearance alone.


notes: yes please! Also excuse this mess of a post >///< I'm still getting used to him hehe.
@Brisa