As if her silent wish for turmoil had been answered, K1A1 let the corner of her lip turn upward. From her rather pervasive post, she watched as a slender black mare she had never seen before expertly rode into the shore of the Inlet on a large wave and started to make her way up the path. K1A1 tracked her movement with her nose, following as the rogue mare at last came face to face with the large blue tank of a Percheron. The dark mare snorts and stares, as if to announce to K1A1 that she was here and if any issue was to be taken with that, then hooves and teeth shall be drawn. K1A1 however, only responds with equally cold eyes and a stoic expression, sizing up the newcomer before making any decisions.

Dögun however, had not failed to notice the dark mare’s approach, and the small stallion came tölting over to insert himself into the situation. K1A1 flicked an ear his way and kept her gaze fastened on the mare. Dögun introduced himself with all his fancy words and thus K1A1 saw no reason to muddle the air with her own. She silently wondered why it was necessary for him to give away so much information to a complete stranger. With a casual flip of her dark tail, K1A1 waited for the mare to speak, and for whatever instructions might follow afterward.

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