Jasiri's ears flicked at the strange name and the excitement of knowing more like him wandered the world. Perhaps they would crash out of the swells and onto her land until her herd was essentially an army of powerful drafts. She wouldn't complain if that's where her luck took her. "A desert?" she sought confirmation. "Will you freeze on the tundra before the next sunrise?" She grinned wildly. Of course he wouldn't; if he couldn't take care of himself (which seemed like an absurd possibility) she would find a way to keep him healthy and strong.

She forced herself to relax slightly as Areo Hotah continued to speak. Her hind hoof carefully lifted off the cold land beneath her and it's tip rested lightly back on the ground. The silver mare shifted her weight and perked her ears so she wouldn't miss a single word coming out of the stallion's mouth. After listening for a few moments, she almost wished she hadn't. She tried to keep her disappointment hidden. Areo Hotah was a trailblazer and others may follow in his path. And if they didn't, she would make do.

The silver mare found a smile and let it twitch on her lips. "If that is the only way you failed, you will excel here." The land could not hide from anyone's gaze unless the ocean sucked it down. Jasiri had no real need of a bodyguard since she hadn't made any enemies yet (though she surely would before summer ended), and she had no children or herd to be looked after. "For now," she voiced her thought, "your only order is to watch the land and report anything unusual to me. Will this suit you?"

Her ears flicked again, this time at his question. She didn't want to think about where she came from, evident by her fading smile, but she still answered. "No, I came from a land only a month away. I'm glad I left." She shifted her weight again. It felt awkward to keep her past life a secret after he had just shared numerous details of his life with her. But what else could she say without unleashing her rage?

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