Chianti had eyes only for Olaf, and the laugh that escapes her from his words was out of pure happiness and joy. It wasn't forced, or fake. What she felt right now was real, and she liked that feeling a lot. Despite all of what he has done she had long forgiven him. It wouldn't have been wise of her to hold a grudge against someone who cared for her. "Have I?", she responds in a teasing tone and before she can duck out of the way he has a chunk of her red hair in his mouth. Tossing her head up and away she tears some of the hairs from his mouth, not all, but enough for her to free herself and sidestep away with a flick of her tail. She looks over her shoulder at the tiny herd, seeing if anyone had noticed them and then looks back to Olaf with a mischievous look.

For once Chi wants to play. She lunges forward, shoving her head into his shoulder and then spinning on her heels to dash into the trees, only going a fee feet into them before she looks over her shoulder to smile at her stallion. "Come play Olaf," she calls, and then her eyes flicker over to the herd, "I promise we wont be long." She adds on for his benefit, knowing he wouldn't leave the herd unattended for too long. Chianti just wanted some alone time with her stallion, even if it was just for a few minutes.