302 I do that sometimes too. XD PP Mili/Eira however you'd like. c:
Myrika is by James!
Yeah, Myrika agreed, frowning at Mili. Viggo wasn't that hot-tempered, if I remember right? she said. Eira had been headstrong in youth, but as Myrika's experience grew, so did the horse's trust. The woman's ears twitched with the speech Valkyrie made, and she peered toward her in interest. The low speech had always been fascinating to the redhead, but she had never attempted to learn. A failed attempt or two at speaking Spanish with Thamur had turned her off foreign languages entirely -- though horse wasn't so much foreign as it was an entirely different sort of speech.
The hybrid shifted her weight on the fence, looking toward Valkyrie with interest. While the sexuality of her own species in all its various forms was an inapproachable subject to Myrika, the redhead could approach animal husbandry with a dry interest that bordered on scientific. Well... you -- can talk to her, right? You've explained why you'd like her to foal? the woman asked.
Her blue-green eyes watched the display between horse and owner, and she felt strangely elated and faintly guilty, as if she'd witnessed secret whispers not meant for other ears. Perhaps she, too, could talk to Eira and even Cahal in such a manner? She wondered if Farai would be much the same as her horses. Swallowing half her questions, she simply grinned.
Go ahead, the hybrid said. Mili will have to watch and learn he's not always going to get what he wants. The colt was standing forlornly at one corner of the corral, glowering at Valkyrie with an almost malicious eye. Myrika did not like that look, but this colt was more problematic than Lystra had been upon first arriving in Inferni after suffering all the injustices of her past.
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