The stallion turned himself around before he gently lowered his hood and rose an eyebrow to her. His yellow rims gazed upon her as his gray coat shone lightly in the moonlight. The near perfectly white mane moved gently in the small breeze of wind that had come up before he spoke against her. In a deep and semi frightened tone, that covered up the usual one he had. "Yes, yes I am lost for a moment milady. And I would like to wish to know where exactly I am."