Ezra?

It was late at night when Vanessa was heading back from her rounds. It wasn’t until she heard the loud stomping of hooves did she stop in her tracks. When she slowly turned her head Erza came into view. Normally Erza’s steps were quiet and graceful, but now they seems annoyed and by the look on her face Vanessa could tell something was biting at her. As the mare stomped by Vanessa went so say something but thought otherwise as she passed. “Evening Vanessa...” Ezra muttered softly tossing her mane to one side.