As you make your way around an extremely dense strand of bushes, you come across another leagus mare. She appears to be much younger than the other two leagi, and more high-strung. Her coloring reminds you of crisp fall days; the kind where leaves of warm hues drift lazily with the breeze. After sufficent time has passed in her eyes, she deigns to converse. "Through admiring? I admit... well never mind." She pauses briefly. "If you must know, my name is Autumn. Fitting, no?" You nod, thinking it quite appropriate for her.