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08-28-2012, 09:44 AM
To hear Korra snort in surprise was more of an emotion than he'd gotten out of her in a long time. A pleased smile spread across his face, but just as he was turning back to her Lena launched her assault. The slush slapped onto the savage's neck before continuing his way, and with a jerk of his head he avoided having the excess land upon his nose. He smirked at the loyal warrior, wondering if Lena truly had aimed for her. A bold move, and yet he was growing to realize that Lena was bold - like a tiger hidden in the body of a kitten. He flashed her a grin before Korra announced a race, and left them to eat slush. Unacceptable! With a wink Lena's way the tall, white Friesian set off after the shorter garron, long legs eating up the ground. Could he let her get home first? Maybe. She was more sure-footed on these grounds, and in the rocky Edge too. Familiar as he was with the terrain he couldn't deny the fact that he was a larger horse, more prone to smashing his feet into holes and whatnot. If he only had a good enough surface he could stretch out and overtake her, but he had no desire to break his legs. That'd be so counterproductive. So, yeah, maybe, just maybe, he'd allow her to win...
( Mauja out. ) |
