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Flying away quickly, Nevaeh doesn't take time to stop and rest. She just left a foolish herd of goody two shoes behind as they argue amongst each other about who could have taken one of the member's set of stones. Pfft. Foolish gullible horses. They should have known who it could be. Yet she loved watching them yell at each other as emotions raged high. That is the type of chaos she likes. Where they turn on each other and fight against each other. Never turning their eye on the real culprit. Once far enough away she looks towards the ground. She needs to rest and a drink of water would be nice. Maybe she might come across a fruit tree on the way? Who knows. She flies for several miles before she descends and lands in front of a stream. Lowering her neck part of her bangs float in the water as she takes several gulps of the cool water. It feels nice along her parched throat. Once she had her fill she starts to walk along the stream. Her eyes focused on the different tree's. What she wouldn't do for an apple.

Nevaeh chuckles as she thinks of the many things she can to to the next herd she encounter's. Whether they are evil aligned, neutral or good it doesn't matter. She can always create a little chaos. Fluffing her wings she puts them back against her sides and looks around. Her eyes stop on an antlered stallion. Oh? Is she close by to another herd? That would just be absolutely wonderful! New test subjects. New people to somehow get them to argue amongst themselves as she takes away something of theirs! Her pupiless eyes fill with glee at the thought. She decides to make her way towards the other. Learn a little bit and such. If by chance he goes to fight she can always fly away or attack from the sky. He is after all limited to the ground. Walking towards him the antenna like hair things move with the wind.

As she comes up to him she is taken aback by the stallion's stupidity. Are they real? Of course they are! She flicks her tail to the side with annoyance. Hmph. To think her feathers aren't real when they are real. "If you think you were being original I hate to break it to you but you weren't. Baby I was born this way.( Sorry couldn't stop myself! ) So yes they are real." She rolls her eyes but he wouldn't be able to tell as all her eyes are is a silvery grey. " How close is your herd or do you travel alone?" After all that is the only thing she wants to know. She purposely flicks one of the feathers and brings it down to shield her eyes from the sun as once again the sun is shining right towards her. Her feathers do provide some interesting purposes. Blocking the sun from her eyes, telling the wind direction, entertaining foals. Yes many purposes.

Her feathers a headdress? She snorts and shakes her head. He is only digging himself in a bigger trench of stupidity. "Headdresses wouldn't be attached to such thin things and would be more... decorative. Even vibrant." She stares at him as he doesn't so much as tell her where his herd is. Did he get lost? Does he really need a chaperone? Her tail flicks with annoyance. "Cut it out with the flattery. We've spoken enough about my feathers. Is that really all your brain can think about or comprehend! I daresay from this very conversation I am getting the impression you are not very intelligent at all!" Ugh! This is driving her nuts! Entirely bonkers! Let them get off this topic please! Her eyes turn a darker shade of silver and get a somewhat stormy look with her annoyance. She forces herself to take a deep breath. "Let's get past the feather commenting.. As interesting as you look with those mighty fine antlers of yours. Let's get past the flattery about appearances shall we? I'm Nevaeh. I've been traveling for days. Would it be a hinderance if I stayed a night with your herd?"

Nevaeh watches as he says his piece and feels properly scolded. She sighs and looks away."I apologize for lashing out at you. It was wrong of me and for that I apologize." Obviously she pushed this stallion too far. She hangs her head slightly as real guilt pricks at her consciousness."Goodbye stallion." She turns and steps away. Might as well continue on. Seems as if she won't get anything from this stallion's herd and it is close to the last herd she played her tricks on. Picking up the pace she starts trotting towards the south. It has been a while since she has gone south. Yet she will have to stay away from the sixers. Vicious herd that they are.