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How many miles had he marched in this snow? Cliffs, fields, forests, streams, brooks, rivers... they all passed by in the same white cloak. Sometimes the skies differed, cloudy or not, sometimes ice was thrown about him in twirls and nips by the force of wind. Always he walked on, or perhaps trotted, or even galloped if the ground was smooth enough and he trusted no tripping obstacle was lurking and waiting for him.

Now was not only a time to watch his hooves, but to squint against the flying specks of frozen raindrops and tiny ice art. His ears twitched in heavy annoyance, head bent low to the ground in hopes of avoid most of the spray.

It was probably the only reason he spotted her.

Jaci stopped, blinking at the tiny figure caught in the snow. "Er... are you alright?" he question seemed rather insignificant, what with the little creature's flails going on and such. He glanced around, unsure of how to help. After all, being stuck in the snow didn't exactly sound like an act done on purpose, so... okay, so how to help without causing damage was what he was really looking for.

"Sorry if this hurts at all," he muttered quickly before nudging the snow around her with his muzzle, not at all trusting his hooves in a situation like this.

The cold against his nose made him wince, moving slowly to avoid any possible harm to the tiny winged mare. Once it seemed a particular amount had been pushed aside, he jumped as she suddenly darted up to his mane. Well... this was weird.

The stallion blinked a few times, keeping his head to the ground with ears twitching this way and that as he listened to her shivers and teeth chatters. What else could he do but stay still and let her do as she must to regain warmth? Wasn't like he could find dry twigs and branches, and the necessary stones to spark up a fire. Well... maybe he could, but in this weather, he doubt it would stay alive for long. Still though, he couldn't help but feel a bit bad he couldn't do much to help.

When he felt her hooves on his face, he slowly brought his head up to a more even level to help keep her from falling. Although, when he spotted her pale orange wings, he suddenly doubted falling would be such an issue for her.

"Of course," he responded civilly to her words, bowing his head a fraction of an inch before bringing it back to its original height. "It wouldn't have been very kind of me just to keep on walking and just leave now, now would it?" He shrugged slightly, offering her a smile... which he suddenly wondered if she could even see, given her position.

He continued to watch her, for a moment in silence, before his expression twisted in confusion. "Sorry if this at all seems rude, but... what are you? I've never seen someone so small before, or with wings like that. I mean, my brother and mother have wings like a bat, and my sister has wings of a bird... but none like butterflies. Never mind so small." He'd never even known horses could be that small. Was there an entire breed of tiny equines runn-... er, flying around that he'd never even noticed before? Perhaps, since he would have missed her completely if he hadn't been keeping his head so low.

A second thought struck, confusion fading away with his semi-alarmed blinks. "Ah, my apologies. I ask such a blunt question, but I haven't even introduced myself yet. Jaci, miss. I hope I haven't offended you."

He nodded slightly to her words, a physical manifestation of the gears whirling and twirling at the new information. A Flutter, she'd said. Was that what her kind were called? A fascinating thing to hear of, really, although actually hearing such creatures were real... It was the first time in a long while Jaci considered his nomadic life a blessing.

"I don't see why the would, though, if they'd spotted you. I see no gain for them to just leave you. But to help? I gained the chance to meet someone knew in a barren place like this, not to mention the knowledge of a race I'd never before knew existed." Because, odd as it might seem, the chance to gain new information was perhaps the most important thing to him, though just barely second to socializing -and that was only due to his last encounter having been almost a week past!

Misty green eyes watched the white and orange Flutter as she took off, curiously gazing after her before taking a half step back. She grew! Wasn't as big as he, nor exactly the height of a regular mare, but still! Definitely a large difference now than what she'd been seconds before.

Mutely he nodded again to her words, still taking in what he'd just seen. His tongue was able to catch up with his head quick enough though, enabling him to smile in answer to hers. "A point to you, then. What's life without a bit of variety here and there?"

Again an answering response, lowering his head gracefully to formally greet the mare, name now echoing in his skull. "The pleasure is mine, Miss Coventina. Though, I am glad to hear I haven' offended you. I'd hate to see our conversation end on a foul note." He straightened and his smile broadened, brighter and cheerier than the gentlemanly sort he'd offered before.

He gave a small start at her words, mentally kicking himself for not noticing her shivers. "Ah, of course! Forgive me, I tend to become a bit blind when left to my thoughts." He took a step to her side, ears twitching and nose directed towards the scent and sound of water. Warm water, that is. He didn't know how any could survive without such wonderful creations out here in the wild.

"Please, continue. I find it rather interesting to hear other's stories. I was never a part of a herd, only my family. It was... interesting, to say the least, with only my father and I being grounded Soquili while my mother, brother, and sister possessed wings." His voice took on a slightly bitter tone as he spoke of his family, eyes closing briefly before opening once more, smile on his features erasing the previous darkness. "Shall we then? Although I'm sure you'd make a beautiful ice sculpture, I think it would be a bit difficult to converse, don't you?"

He stepped lightly in the snow, mindful of possible twigs and stones beneath the white blanket. Looking over his shoulder towards her again, he frowned softly to her question. A moment to ponder, he finally took a breath and replied, "I don't see why I wouldn't be secure with myself, honestly. Not to say I'm egotistical, but I don't have a problem with who -with what- I am. I used to hold jealousy towards my siblings for their wings, that's why I eventually left and haven't made contact with any of my family since." A chuckle escaped as he thought back on his childish ways. "I figured out soon enough desiring wings wouldn't get me any, and eventually I dropped my petty jealousy all together. There was simply no point.

And you thought you spoke too quickly, listen to me ramble, my apologies." He laughed outright at his wandering mind and tongue, tail swishing as he felt the heat of the spring creep up around him as he drew near.

"So please, feel free to speak your mind around me. Like I said, I like listening to others. It's a rather fascinating experience." And he smiled, gently and encouraging. Really, what was the point of keeping one's thoughts locked up inside? Letting them boil away at your heart and mind... pointless. Let them free, let others know you have a brain -that was his philosophy, anyways.