But she was not calmed. The sensation which had crept along her spine now whispered urgently in her ears...She knew she was not alone, and that she was being followed. But the mare showed no sign of having heard whoever it was that chose to follow her, instead, she continued to walk, under the perfect guise that she was calm and relaxed, oblivious to her pursuer. To show her level of ease, she shook her mane and blew air softly but audibly through her nostrils; she swished her tail as she might do in order to dismiss a fly. But Couth was not such an ignorant creature, and at the right moment, she turned her head quickly- angling it only just enough so that one of her bright blue eyes could scan the forest behind her with clear, keen vision. She felt absolutely sure she would catch them now; they had to be close.

But there was nothing there. This reality caused the petite mare to stop in her tracks and turn her head just in time to see the shadows whch dappled the forest floor with patches of darkness curl and build and condense into the form of an elegant mare, jet black in colour. Couth remained where she was while she was addressed, cool eyes glancing to the mare's companion- a dragon, and obviously a female one, nimble and elflike and upon her companion's haunch, much like a strand of gleaming gold ribbon to adorn the mare who already possessed an exotic, otherworldly beauty. She called Couth on her walking. True, it would have been quite simple for the sylph to fly, even through a forest such as this one, and she had vision as keen as that of a hawk, but she did not spend all of her time in the sky.

"Aye. But I was given four hooves as perfect for running as my wings are for flying," She responded, her voice clipped by her accent. Her eyes lingered for a moment on the mare before they roamed over the dragon's gleaming golden scales, but only for a moment- out of respect for the regal creature, she did not look at it for long. This was another horse's companion, something to be respected and treated wisely. For someone who had been on alert, Couth spoke quite calmly, now that she could clearly see who it was that had been stalking her. She felt at ease now that she was in the company of another equine. The mare's question provoked the faintest shadow of a smile from Couth's fair lips. "Until I landed, the breeze."