When he doesn’t come to her as her eyes beckon, Pyre feels as if they might play a little game of cat and mouse. Having their daughter race with them would only add to the fun, though they could not run nearly as quickly as they had done before. Only the giggle of Zohara seems to break the trance, and he reaches for her first, and Pyre meets his muzzle with her own when he finally reaches for her.


I’ve been thinking he says, and Pyre straightens her stance. Her coy look gone for a curious one. It is time to announce the title of lead mare Nico continues, and Pyre gives a small nod. He, as well as everyone else, had grieved for Lucine. But the herd couldn’t be bound without a lead mare forever. So, Pyre gives a small nod of agreement, though figures he will go on to say how he is looking for one. Perhaps he would begin to challenge others again or make his way back to the Commons. Pyre is shocked when he doesn’t say the expected and instead, asks her to be lead mare.


“W-What?” she says, knowing that it doesn’t come out as graceful as how she usually presents herself. “Well, I…” Pyre pauses, glancing over to Zohara for a moment and remembering how she had been so unsure about having a daughter. Look how well that had turned out. “I’m honored by your decision.” Pyre finally says, turning her head to let her blue eyes hold Nico again. “I will try to do everything you expect in a lead mare, and more.”