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Amelia had sort of a mishap. Not really sort of, more like most definitely did have a mishap. Amelia had messed up and now she had dust all over her beautiful coat AND she had lost her flowers. She looked back up the wall of the ditch she had tumbled down and tried to spy her missing flowers. No such luck. Oh... she had bartered for the most exquisitely cultivated rose bushes recently and they had just been so delightful in her hair and now... ruined. Her look was ruined. Even if she did find a bloom in the ditch with her, it was probably too tattered and broken to make work, and trying would only be an insult to her beauty.

No. The dignified thing would be to pull herself out of the ditch, pray no one saw, and carry on about her day. No one knew she looked stunning with the roses, which was both a boon and a tragedy. They can't miss what they didn't know was, right? Hold you head high, Amelia, she reminded herself. You are the rose in the brambles. You must be proud, even if those flowers were perfect... No, don't think of that. Amelia crested the ditch and dusted herself off with her tail, shaking it out behind her when she had finished. There, all better. She could still salvage the day.

As long as... no one saw her take the tumble that was...

Amelia worked quickly to brush off what dust she could and make herself at least halfway presentable. After all, this was a stallion of some taste, she derived from the flora crowning his perfectly groomed mane. She smiled politely and flipped a twig form her hair as the tossed it over her shoulder. Yes he was a sight, wasn't he? She approached, perhaps too eagerly, and raised her hoof in greeting.

"Why yes, actually," she cooed, batting her eyelashes coyly, "a garden would be just the ticket, I believe. I love to surround myself with beautiful things." Amelia hoped that he would have caught her underlying compliment and giggled girlishly for added effect.

"My name is Rose. Amelia Rose. And it is a pleasure to meet you."