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Myrika is by me!
Though she'd been first to the saddle and first to wheel her horse around, Ithiel soon caught up. Lystra was a hefty horse, and most others could match or exceed her gait. Still, she was like an advancing train. Their session before with the staffs had been proof enough of that. They'd spend more time wrangling Lys and getting her in hand than they had practicing. And now that she was beneath Myri's hand, there was a familiar placidity about her, even as Ruari trotted smoothly just alongside her. The same horse she'd been trying to bite and kick and charge just half an hour ago might not have existed at all now.
Even as they headed toward the borders and the source of that call, Myrika ruminated on her cousin's question. Surely it would be better for Lystra -- but Ithiel was, no doubt, thinking to trade his horse for one of her own, and she could not have it. Perhaps she might part with Cahal -- perhaps -- but she knew she'd be exchanging an easier horse for a more difficult one. Already she was finding it difficult to keep after her home and stables. Kaena tried her hardest, but her body was not suited for the difficult work of mucking stables. Halo was blinded, and neither of her children seemed all that proactive about helping out. In truth, Myrika was feeling rather drowned by the keeping and care of her animals and house and Inferni, but she did not wish to speak such even to Ithiel.
As they drew near the border, Myrika could see a rather large figure, dark coal in coloration, lurking on the border. Ithiel murmured something at her side which she did not catch. She almost ignored him, but asked him to repeat himself, and was glad she did -- her cousin quietly introduced the tall man as the leader of Casa di Cavalieri. Myrika straightened in Lystra's saddle then, and brought her horse to a stop some distance from them. She handed the reins off to Ithiel, gave the horse a pat, and trotted forward. Her gait was almost awkward, as if she had started to rush, then thought better of it and came forward at a more reserved pace.
Hi, she said, smiling at the tall wolf with the bird on his shoulder, and glancing with that same smile toward the other, who her cousin hadn't named. I'm Myrika -- you're Jazper of Casa di Cavalieri, right?
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