"It's easy to do," she soothes, as if Pippa is the startled animal and not the filly. Roesia smiles back at her, tucking her basket away; no need for it to get caught on any branches while they walk.

Roesia steps a bit like a deer, testing the snow with one booted foot, picking out a path around brambles and stones. She seems to know where she's going, at least, though every once in a while she pauses and seems to listen to- something.

"I'm Roesia," she tells Pippa, in response to her own introduction. Her smile is warm, despite her strange appearance, and she keeps turning her head to make sure Pippa and the filly are still with her. "It's nice to meet you."