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Kirova’s dark mahogany ears swiveled to face Vasilisa as she warned the red mare of the dangers of the other islands. She did not want to be rude, so she did not comment that she knew it was dangerous and was prepared to be met with hostility every place she traveled. She appreciated the warning anyway. She gave Lisa a nod for her warning, keeping to herself that this new knowledge of Tinuvel and Atlantis only made her more curious about them.

She then turned her attention back to Lukasz and his comment about the Badlands being unwelcoming, but peaceful. She understood what he meant; Kirova enjoyed the solitude of less-friendly environments as well. "It sounds lovely," she said with a slight smile.

She faced Vasilisa once again. "I don’t want to keep you here too long. If you’d like, we can head to the Thicket." To Lukasz, she said, "I enjoyed talking with you very much. I hope our paths cross again soon." The mahogany mare’s words were genuine, and she planned on traveling to Salem as soon as she had rested and grown accustomed to her new home. She was in no huge rush, but it was nice to have a friend in the new land. She reached out her muzzle to bump it gently against his, then turned and waited for Vasilisa to show her the way to Luthien.