
After the encounter with that sword-toting stallion with the red coat Fuu had meandered around the same patch of trees For quite some time, enjoying the green and peace of the quiet area. After a time the quiet grew too heavy and she set off for another patch of grass or trees to explore, and possibly a few other soquili to encounter and hopefully learn some new things from.
This new territory she had wandered into had turned out to be empty of soquili thus far, and her ears strain ever more for the slightest sound of a hoofbeat, of the subtle swishing of a tail or mane.