Valve watched Evaline drink her fill and then face her again. There was something new in her dark brown eyes. Something passionate. The black mare had always known Evaline to be a mare of strong convictions, and when she explained that it did matter to her, Valve blinked slowly. Perhaps it was significant.

"And how, may I ask, did that happen?" Valve cannot help but be curious as to the golden mare's perspective on the matter. From her viewpoint, Evaline probably felt this way because she pried her from that lagoon hell hole and struck down the stallion responsible—well, at least one of them. The other stallion had eluded her, but she knew that this would not last. If she ever saw him again he would suffer the same fate as Kasabian.

Valve flicked her tail and waited, her dark eyes glimmering with subdued intrigue.

VALVE
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