She would have hoped Salvia would have discarded the information afterwards, as there was no reason to shame Odessa nor was fearing riding a horse at gallop bring her any real embarrassment. But this was Salvia and Odessa supposed the having dirt on someone, even if it was a insignificant speck of the thing, gave one a feeling of power. And Odessa could sense that Salvia wanted to have the upper hand. It was a natural thing for such a dominant tigress. Odessa feared, no hoped in some ways, that she would be fortunate enough to have a mate, and children, and of course her co-rank and become little more than a house wife. It seemed perfect to Odessa, who didn't crave power. But if she was offered with a powerful position she was far from stupid enough to pass it up.
Yes' she smiled, the friendly grin covering up anxiety and fear fairly well. She nodded along when Salvia mentioned the snow and how when it was packed down it would be easier for them to run on. More stable. 'Okay. I'll sort out Keshi then' she noted, wandering off to prepare Keshi. All the while debating whether to use tack or not. Keshi was a tall horse and tack would give her security, but it would weight him down. Deciding to face her fears, she came to the decision she'd use no tack for the race, take the bull by the horns as such.
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