Arabella still cantered along toward the sound of splashing and laughing. She turned to see if Gabby and Azale were following and cantered on. Her plan would work she just had to do her part of it. She slowed her canter to a brisk trot and halted as the Silver Creek came into view. There stood five femoras and one buckskin patron. She nearly smirked as she spotted him.
She let out a nicker to him and tossed her painted tresses. All traces of anger had been hidden away and she only showcased her usual self. That was part of the plan though. Her fiery orbs held a slight sadness she held her banner and crania lower than normal giving off a sense of misory. Her contrasting pelt was flecked with sand and mud furthering the appearance she was giving off. She stood transfixed in front of the setting sun waiting for the reactions of her arrival.
The russet contessa turned to the two toned femme cantering in. She let out a nicker of welcome before turning completely to face her. I'm Isabell. May I ask your name? She was getting slightly annoyed with the mares coming in and sending looks at Sakr. She stood tall and held her head high, she wants these new comers to know whose boss.
Aye she must be the lead she thought. Well if she wanted her plan to be set in motion she had to be friends with all. She returned the nicker to Isabell and looked away from Sakr. " I be gifted Arabella. I come from the cursed stallion known as Ace seeking rest and peace no more. I have two other vixens whom have traveled thus far with me whom seek the same. I don't want to impose myself on you Isabell or your herd. " She hoped her respectful words had sunk home with the lead mare. She seemed irratated at her arrival but her mother had taught her how to address those above herself to make alliances instead of enemies.
Isabell still doubted the mare, but she was taught to trust others if you want to be trusted. She let out another small nicker, You speak well, this is our herd, have you come to join and stay? SHe said pointing her mug to Bayda and Donna.
Azale trotted up after arabella, then she said to the apparant lead mare " Hello my name is azale and I wish to join your heard as well" Azale looked around this place was so beutiful she could get used to it.
She had a feeling she was starting to win her over. It would work it had to her plan had to work to keep her sane to pay him back... he would regret filling her full of lies. She smiled pleasantly yet sadly at Isabell and said, " I've come seeking a place to heal whats left of my soul. I can not assure you I will stay with you forever as my spirit often has the need to wander but I can bring you news of the strange happenings of others whom roam these terras. " her words were grim and full of sadness that she refused to let herself feel but her mascarade would have fooled herself if she had let it. She looked at Azale. She was going to help her without even knowing it.
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Arabella turned her delicately etched crania toward Azale with sorrow in her orbs. " How wonderfull she is playing along " she thought. " I will heal in good time I suppose. " she said. Her words barely audible to those around. She said them as if she only wanted Azale to hear but loud enough for the others to hear as well. She turned to the buckskin Sakr with somber chocolate orbs tinged with hope.
Sakr wanst to fond of the two mares, they seemed to have some bad history. He trotted briskly to the to the fae's and gave them a short whinny. Welcome! it would be wonderful if you could join our herd. he whinnied to the to mares as he swished the pesky flies of his buckskin coat. He was a little nervous at letting them join, but Isabell seemed to think it was alright..
Arabella let a small smile flick over her maw. " Thank you for your kindness. You have no idea how awful I feel. " she walked up to Sakr and touched her nares against his exchanging scents to show her respect. She then did the same with Isabell. " I'm so glad you have let us stay. That stallion he is so awful.... "