Levi, speaking with a smooth level tone. "I am thrilled to accompany you to the dragons throat." She nodded, her silken wavy forelock bumping over her left eye. Her smile was tender as stretched across her lips in an astute manner. She turned her head in the direction of the black mare, Orinthia. "I assume your coming as well?" A small canny smile creased across her maw as she questioned her. However, she still had no clue whatsoever of what rank she might choose. This bothered her, as she bit her lip with frustration. Her tail swished with agitation as she ultimately came up with a reasonable conclusion. "Should we discuss the rankings when we reach the throat you speak of?" Tilting her head curiosity, she eyed the grullo stallion with interest.
(SORRY this is soo short! Im lacking my creativity!)