K1A1 spots Dögun and locks her gaze onto him, tracking his movements until he reached her side. He is complimentary of her swimming ability and she nods simply, affirming his statement.

“Yes, I am.”

As he beckoned her to follow him, she complies, moving slowly and examining her surroundings carefully. K1A1 did need to know the boundaries of the Inlet in order to properly protect this place, if that is what Dögun required. He could expect only what he asked of her and nothing more. K1A1 was not warm and fuzzy, and placed little value in personal relationships. They were inconsequential. If another stallion ever came for K1A1, whether by steal, raid, or battle, she would have absolutely no ill will towards him. In the past, once K1A1 had been discovered as a valuable asset, this kind of turnover became a regular occurrence.

K1A1’s loyalty tended to lie with whoever had the most power. Whoever had the ability to pick her up, aim, and squeeze the trigger was who she answered to—as both the bullet, and the gun.

K1A1