She could not help but feel a bit saddened by the tinge of sadness felt. Lyra thought to herself quietly. She had seen structures like statues built, holidays that brought remembrance and cheer, at least that was the notion of her reasoning. Seeking an answer to make something immortal even was an art she would need to think through. Lyra slowly raised a hand to her face and tried to pat the flush of color down when noticed. A silent oops of expression crossed her rosy face. Outward expressions hinting at her feelings, she was grateful for Surayyah’s understanding. Responding with a soft nod of her head Lyra had a rather fond look from the expressed relief. Although she felt it was more of something to keep under wraps, Lyra was reminded of the friendly souls she had encountered. 

Noticing the closer shift of the radiant woman she tilted her head and smiled at the acceptance of presence.
“Amazing.” The mare smiled. Happy her ideas and thoughts were not scolded, there was a relieved exhale of breath. “Your words are very kind and wonderful.” She slightly wiggled her nose. The warmth from the boop and scent of flowers and earth came alive again, she closed her eyes briefly, a feline-like expression of one that was cozy and content.

“Ah, excellent question, I do love to travel. Even though my herd is based on traveling itself like the generations before us, sometimes I want to see more sights in fewer days, and there are interesting people I get to meet. You especially too and your fluffy friend.” She did not consider it, though her words sounded like a record of challenges waiting to be tested if there was one for the greatest record of wandering at first. At the same time, she could not boast back to the herd of her findings without making a map and having things recorded in case the others of the herd wanted to travel there too. There was a quiet bay. 

“I think I found my call for adventure when I tested myself to see how far I was willing to go, ideas can disappear after the experience.” A journal, yes a journal would definitely be something to add to her ventures. Time can be cruel, and memories worth a lifetime should always be there to reflect back on. She cleared her throat to prepare for an imitation.

Trying to copy the voice of her mother and sisters of a quote she had taken from them.
“Dashy is at it again with her great explorations.” However, Lyra laughed with great happiness. Recalling the memory was a good one. Quieting down when remembering the second part of the question the spotted traveler leaned in at a comfortable distance. A hand cupped the side of her cheek as if telling a secret only for the fellow traveler.
 “I’m warming up to you.” Returning back to her prior position she laced her fingers together. “I am more curious than cautious, though my excitement for similar interests involves more parading around.” She paused for a moment, carefully rephrasing her sentence back to herself in silence before speaking again. “I don't want to cause a stir from bountiful energy.” Chuckling softly the mare sighed softly to herself.  

“How is your herd, or family, group?” Lyra gestured over to the direction of the creek with her arm and curious eyes.