Nyazik seemed entirely unfazed both by her account of what happened, and Valve’s very direct question. She nodded at her and adjusted her position so that they stood shoulder to shoulder, a sign of respect and appreciation.

“That is absolutely right,” Valve affirmed, her tone still serious but positive all the same. “True worth is determined purely by actions alone.”

Valve turned her nose slightly to the side, arching her neck to keep a single eye fastened to the buckskin girl. And what exactly had Nyazik done? As far as Valve knew, nothing of significance. Yet. Her potential was boundless however, and the dark mare wanted to keep a close watch on her. There was something familiar about her too, and Valve needed to know precisely what that feeling was.

She snorted, looking to the north and pawing the sand beneath her hooves. She was restless.

“I have been meaning to visit the Prairie of Luthien,” she continued, letting a long but comfortable pause settle between them. “Come with me.”

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