Zinnedianne felt like she was going to cry, as she stood up. Covering herself with her hands, she began to speak up, before doubling over with hunger. She looked up at Clare with eyes that were steadily growing narrow. Her mind began to lose it's inhibitions, as all she thought about was filling her belly. Slowly lowering her arms, she stepped close to Clare, pleading eyes looking up at her with the last scraps of concious thought.<br/>"I'm Zinnedianne... though that's not important... I'm so hungry. Do you know somewhere there's food?"<br/>She licked her lips, her stomach growling again as she nearly collapsed into the mare's arms.