"I chose her name at my father's suggestion," Penny admitted, feeling quite a bit more at ease as she spoke of something familiar. After all, she was quite attached to her animal companions. Besides, it seemed that both of the girls were a bit calmer now that shock of the incident was beginning to wear off. Angie's calmness certainly helped assure Penny that she wasn't doing something horribly wrong. "He said he chose her for me because she shone like a bright copper penny and it made him think of his own little Penny. I was younger and this pleased me so I named her Copper right on the spot." Penny still was a bit shaky when she went to rise to her feet but she was able to steady herself. She took a few steps to take Copper's reins. She affectionately rubbed the mare's neck as she spoke, the motion calming for both the mare and for herself.
Penny blushed red at Angie's question as she was so apt to do. "I wasn't precisely in a rush to get anywhere," she admitted somewhat sheepishly. "It was more that I was in a rush to get away from somewhere. I was ill and my mother kept me confined to the house for so long I couldn't wait to get out and get some air. I'm not precisely allowed out of doors at the moment, nor am I allowed to go into town. I just couldn't bear it any longer." Penny realized that she probably shouldn't have confessed as much to a near stranger, particularly a princess, but she didn't get the feeling that Angie would send her pack home or turn her in. As a matter of fact, Penny wondered if she was supposed to be out and about either. After all, her own upbringing was quite strict, wouldn't a princess have a so-called "proper" upbringing as well? She could only hope as much!