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Xaivary was lost. Probably. It was a little hard to be lost when you didn't have anywhere in particular you were going, or anywhere in particular to head back to. But the fact remained she was in unfamiliar territory and she didn't particularly know what to do with herself.

Though aside from the unfamiliar territory part that wasn't necessarily any different from usual.

She knew what general direction the coast was in when she'd set out a few days before hand, and now she was here, standing on the sands of a small inlet and looking out toward the expanse of salty water that had been dubbed "ocean". She'd come to get a closer look at seashells after a bout of curiosity induced by meeting one Sadiki Iah, but it was the first time she'd actually seen the ocean and the experience was... well a little mind-blowing. Even for the normally indifferent mare.

Xaivy lowered her goggled eyes to peer at the sand and pawed a small trough into it with her hoof, for the moment bemused with the manner in which it stuck, sort of like mud, but the grains did not have the same soggy, slimy, clinging quality. It was like... tiny gravel. Only muddy? Hum.

She peered back out at the ocean then, staring silently for a moment before asking aloud, but to herself, "Is there anything on the other side of all that?" She was alone most of the time, so she'd taken to talking to herself once in a while. She didn't even notice when she did it anymore.

If anyone ever caught her talking to herself and commented on it, Xaivy usually just shrugged and tossed a rather flippant comment in reply that at least she didn't reply to her own comments yet. But for just a moment after Honey's replying queery she caught herself wondering if she just had. The voice, however, was not her own, and after a moment spent in shocked silence in which she was unsure of how to react she shook herself and turned to find the source of the voice.

Three black hooves and one white brought her high enough along the dune to see clearly over, and after shaking her unruly mane from her eyes Xaivary gave the other mare a brief examination. After a moment the bright green streak flopped back in her face and she offered a bit of a lazy grin before motioning toward the sea beside them. "That's a pond, is it?" She found the thought rather amusing.

Xaivary was unbothered by Honeycomb's decision to remain where she was. In all honesty it didn't even cross her mind to wonder why. She simply assumed, whatever the reason, that the other mare had one and left it at that.

Her tail flicked, taking up the space of the moment between Honey's explanation and when Xaivy nodded. "Makes sense. Kinda like us, huh? Different looks and diferent breeds but we're all basically the same thing." Her lazy grin grew a smidge wider. "Though some would probably try to kick me for lumping them in with a Kalona."

Xaivary rocked idly from hoof to hoof before finally doing the one thing she hadn't really done yet. She walked toward the water and let a wave splash over her legs before returning. What had been the purpose of that? Perhaps she just wanted to know how it felt.

"Maybe the land's all surrounded by water instead? We live on a giant island." She snorted softly at herself before Honey's necklace caught her eye and she took a closer look at it. Wait... were those...? "Seashells?" They didn't look the same as the others. Did the little shell-creatures come in as many different varieties as ponds and Soquili, too? Well, wonders never cease.

It was hard for most Soquili to connect to Xaivary. It was equally difficult if not harder for Xaivy to connect to other Soquili... even when she actually wanted to. She'd probably have blamed it on a lack of interaction when she was young if she really felt like assigning a reason for it. But for Xaivy, there really wasn't much point. She was how she was and she'd not found a reason to have a problem with that.

"Well I don't suppose we can all have too much of a problem with the Kalona with all the rumors of mixed bloods I hear drifting around." Hooves, tail, same basic shape... and the ability to interbreed with the rest of the Soquili breeds. Much as some might like to think otherwise there really was no denying it. And it wasn't like dark natures were limited to the Kalona.

"Walk around the world? Maybe I'll try it sometime." She went where wind and whim carried her more often than not, after all; she'd shown up here purely on a whim to get a closer look at some seashells after seeing what she'd assumed were seashells on Sadiki's necklace. "Kinda nice seeing some new scenery." A flick of her tail and shifting her head a bit more to the side so she could peer at the ocean once more explained that statement easily enough.

Xaivy lowered her head to get a slightly better look at the seashells without having to move any closer. "Pretty. Not really my thing... but they do look good on you." She said it so matter of factly that it would have been almost impossible to tell if she'd intended it as a compliment or simply an observation.

Xaivary had heard of Kalona stallions going after females, yes; but she'd also heard of Kalona mares letting non-Kalona stallions court them. She'd never met any of the by-products of these encounters herself so she couldn't say for sure, but the rumors were wide-spread and many a Soquili liked to chatter whether a quiet stranger was within earshot or not. Xaivary learned many things from other Soquili without them even realizing it.

"I wonder where I fall in the spectrum of good and evil? Probably about as nuetral as it gets..." She shifted from hoof to hoof, musing to herself for a moment. Yes, she was aware of her own peculiarly indifferent nature. But in spite of the many odd reactions she'd recieved for it from some of the Soquili she'd met who tried to prod some sort of "real" reaction from her she was satisfied with herself. Surely her unruly mane and tail were visible sign enough that she cared little what others thought of her.

Xaivary watched Honey's smile grow and at the offering of thanks it looked for a moment as though the corners of her mouth quirked up for the start of an answering smile. It was different than the lazy grin offered earlier, something perhaps a bit more genuine; but the smile never quite formed.

"Father? You two talk a lot?" It was a peculiar notion to Xaivary... having a father to talk to. Having a family to talk to, even. She often wondered what such a thing might be like. "Though I guess if he travels a lot that might be kind of hard."

Goggle hidden eyes watched the water for a long moment as she shifted her head from side to side, almost as if trying to determine if it looked different from one eye to the other. "Traveling is fun. Sometimes I wonder what it's like to have a place to go back to, though. Hmm." She shifted her head back to peer at Honey. "You live around here?"

"The world is what you percieve it to be... someone told me that once." Xaivary had never really met a "peculiar" Soquili; most of the Soquili she met thought that Xaivary was the peculiar one. But just as Honey said that good and evil were concepts based purely on perception, and that it varied from person to person... that applied to what was peculiar, also, didn't it? Until Xaivary found a reason to have a problem with the way she was, she would simply continue to be... her.

"If someone needs help, and I can... if someone tries to start something, and won't leave me be. I don't really like getting into conflicts but sometimes they won't let you alone." She slapped her tail from side to side against her flanks before grinning that lazy grin again, though it seemed a bit more genuine this time. "But yeah, I know."

"I think I like the water." It was an idle comment in reply to Honey's about the water. For a moment it seemed as though she'd completely glossed over the blonde mare's statements about her father. She watched the water for another long moment and when the moment was over she spoke softly, almost like an afterthought. "Is it nice? When he comes back." Another afterthought followed. "I'm Xaivary."

Xaivary often wondered when the subject came up what it would be like to have a family, or a home, or even just a friend to "go back" to. But that wasn't something she'd ever really had; not that she could remember, anyway. Most of the Soquili she'd met weren't interested enough to put forth the effort for more than a passing conversation, and that was simply how things were for her. As much as she wondered it was such a foreign idea that she'd never honestly given more than a passing thought.

"He sounds like a fun guy." This was Xaivary's response to Honeycomb's description of her father and his antics. It was almost enough to make her want to hang around and see if he showed up anytime soon; she rarely stayed in one place for very long though. She'd never really had a reason to stay.

She'd drifted into a rather unfocused state, just staring off into the distance. Honey's final, trailing statement caused her blink back into the current reality and cant her head to where she could see the other mare clearly through the lense of her goggle. "Not really. Nobody I can think of has ever asked me to stay, or come to see me. Maybe someday?..." She just almost sounded wistfull when she said "someday". Almost. "I just wander around a lot, really. Try to find something new to experience every day. Keeps things interesting. Like today. You, seashells, and the ocean."

Xaivary, on the other hoof, didn't even know who her father was. She also doubted that he had any idea she existed, from what little she remembered of her mother's behavior. Her mother had also disappeared shortly after she was weaned; whether by choice or not she'd never known. Maybe it was a good thing Xaivy wasn't all that in tune with her emotions. She'd probably have been crushed under their weight long ago otherwise, her parents only the first to drift in and out of her life without bothering to leave much but a certain level of disappointment behind.

It was a bit strange to hear Honey invite her to come back at some point in the future after she left, in that light. Not really asking her to, no. But it was more than she usually got, and she mulled it over with a bemused expression for a moment. "Well, if there's so much to see I might just have to, hmm? What I listed earlier was just today's adventure, after all."

Maybe if she was lucky she'd come back sometime when Honey's father came to visit her. Xaivary was a little curious what it was like to watch the two interact. Maybe she'd even see a Kelpi. She hadn't actually seen one of the rarer breeds of Soquili; not up close anyway.

"You said you've seen a Kelpi earlier... you seen anything else? Like one of those... Winds? I've never really seen anything like that, for all I hear people talk about them a lot." The lazy grin drifted back onto her face. "'Cept a Kalona, across a clearing in the woods, once. I was downwind at the time and I didn't exactly stick around to see how friendly it was."