[ There's a small yelp in surprise at the unexpected voice. Detecting the stealthy(?) approach of others was never quite her forte, and her new-old friend has been rather occupied adapting to this new place as well. Releasing her hold on Roach's fetlock and the failure to pick the mare's foot up in the first place, there's a light pat against the shoulder before Rinwell turns about.

The mare, for her part, immediately pushes toward her nose over the stall door to nicker at Geralt happily. Atop Roach's head, there's a bundle of fluffy white feathers topped by large round eyes and tiny blue 'eyebrow' feathers, who hoots once, then shrinks down, puff flattening between the horse's ears. As though doing so might make him harder to see. ]

Geralt! Shouldn't you be resting? [there's a nervous glance between him and the horse, but once Rinwell looks at the owl, her smile relaxes. Just a little.] More like old friend - my oldest! [and given he's still clearly a baby...]

After Jaskier showed me how to get to the Horizon, he, well, he appeared shortly after um. Well. [you know] He's a Dahnan Owl. Hey, Hootle, c'mhere.

hoot?

[ Said owl turns his head to peek at Rinwell, as she extends her arm towards him, then back at Geralt. ]

It's okay! Geralt's a friend. C'mere.