Suleiman practically vibrates with energy, his small body primed and warmed by his rough play only moments ago. He doesn't yet truly understand the intricacies of politics, or how one might need to walk a tightrope between nice and not, and so in his mind, Valka is clearly on the opposite side. And what do you do to the opposite side? You beat them.

However, it is not every day that you come across someone who shouts a bunch of nonsense at you and his brow quickly clouds over with surprise. The arrogant pawing stops and he eyes the mare with suspicion. Whatever she had said first was definite nonsense, and the rest of it just seemed... weird. "What did you say?"

Reh eyes the mare with interest, but stays quiet for a moment, listening as the mare lectures them. At her comment regarding home, he cannot help the way his gaze dashes toward the Cove, half expecting to see the lean form of their sire on his way to collect them. This was their first real excursion from home, and they had been expressly forbidden from doing such a thing. He doesn't want to admit to Suleiman that they are possibly in the wrong, but he nudges his shoulder all the same, conveying nearly the same thing.

Sul tosses his head, annoyed at how wrong she made him feel. Racing was fun and it meant that you were faster and stronger. Ignoring his brother's touch for a moment he frowns. "Oh yeah?! I don't run from enemies! I fight 'em!"

The golden colt gives the air a one, two punch before landing with a little shake of his head. "Like that!"

Smirking at his brother's show, Reh flicks his ears back and nods toward Valka. A part of him wants to continue teasing her, the same way he might do to Ziva or Raptor until they were baited into giving chase. He suspects, however, that this small fluffy mare might prove more of a worthy opponent than she currently seems. He shifts his weight, wincing at his bruised muscles before peering at her again with a squint.

"Why'd you come here anyway?" Of this, the colt was genuinely curious and it showed in his tone. Suleiman gave a last toss of his head before settling, drawing from his shorter brother's calmness.