The Last Leaf

Nineave stared at the strange stallion. His beastly appearance was startling, but his soul seemed good. His eyes shined with a friendly glow, and she did not feel as nervous. He greeted her rather formally and she racked her mind for a reply. Her mother had taught her many things about the world, but they all escaped her mind as soon as she tried to remember them. She was embarrassed as the stallion stared at Nineave expectantly. She bowed her head deeply and hesitated.
"As mine is to yours, Roscorro." she tried, "I am Nineave of the Eastern Flats." She startled herself with the formal greeting she offered.Ok. After greeting them you should search for their purpose. Nineave heard her mother's clear voice in her head. She took a deep breath and tried once more to make conversation. "May I ask why you have come to this remote corner of the Eastern Flats?"