The Last Leaf

Nineave woke the next day to a sort of bellowing. She listened curiously and found that it formed a tune. She tasted the smell of a stranger on the wind. They were approaching from behind. Nineave shuddered. She had never met anyone before, except her mother. How should she greet them? How could she tell if they were friendly or not? Why had she never met anyone before? Silence! She had to force her thoughts down. She rose from her comfy hollow and tested the breeze. The stranger was approaching from the North. Nineave trotted down the cliff to find some water and collect herself before they arrived.
After five minutes the singing filled the air. Nineave turned to face the approaching stallion. He was a Pegasus with cloak and armor. A soldier maybe? she thought to herself. He stopped his deep tune, and she began to panic. "He- Hello?" She stuttered.