
It had been quite some time since she'd had anyone to speak to, let alone anyone kind--there had been that one Soquilli, but he had been rather...rude to her, and that experience hadn't really done much for the girl's desire to be outgoing like many of the other mares she had met were.
Shaking these depressing thoughts away, though, Prima Rosa tossed her braided mane back slightly to keep herself from stepping on it. It was a beautiful day, and Rosa was determined to enjoy it.
Thus, as she approached the lake, she focused on the birds singing and made herself smile as she dipped her muzzle in the cool blue water below her.