Silver and white mare. She had been closely following around Mink. Blind as can be but she stayed close to her protector. Listening and carefully trying to navigate the lands. Once she found others. A handful of other equines. But she'd rather hang out with those she was comfortable with.

Midday, a bit chilly among the plains she ended up traversing back to. Putting her hooves at work, she galloped around the lands. Galloping through the sunflower fields. As the flowers themselves felt like they could die from underneath the pressure.

Needless to say, she strayed a bit away from Mink. Perhaps in the distance. But the mare was cautious about going too far. Glossy eyes remained to the distant sounds of a call from Mink. Alert and urgent like. To the point where she'd slow her hooves down to a trot. Ears flickering towards the sound of Mink. Casually trying to turn her head to see, hear, for Mink.

No words would heed from her jaws, but she was careful about where she went. Making sure her blind self didn't step on either of the creatures she heard.