Not that the pair were aware of her motives, but Reginleif was content to stop herding them because they had reached their destination. She had aimed to get them to the other bachelors, hoping to show up the colt a little in the process. She had succeeded in both instances and, truth be told, had little interest in what happened next. In all honesty, she just wanted to cause a little trouble.

Job done.

Reginleif had spent more time in the lagoon than any other place in her life. She had arrived shortly before the death of Hallucinogenic, lurked under the rules of Thane and Rade (only the latter feeling the sting of her wrath) and though she’d been forced out for the rise and fall of Felony, she’d kept informed all the same…and now there was Kasabian. Each boss had their own styles of leadership and while she sometimes found their methods to be strange or even contradictory, she didn’t actually care as long a she was entertained.

Right now she wasn’t entertained.

The freckled mare tuned out as the three exchanged words, keeping watch only in case the strangers should try to attack. Her tail twitched and swished, betraying her boredom and irritation. it was only when Kasabian began to slink away that she began to listen and was left wondering what the fuck was going on.