Feeling her lips twist at the corner and her left nostril pinching, Yaga knew her face held the disgruntled feeling that she felt internally. She saw no point in a fight just because of the gender as a leader. One could be a leader if they had the right stuff inside their heart and soul. Even the most wicked of leaders had something deep inside of them that set them apart from most others and that was the drive to build something for others. If you could hold that instinct in the palm of your hands or hooves, you could do it.


Listening to Hasan some more, the grey mare tilted her head faintly as the disgruntled look fell from her face. Licking her lips, the tall woman let out a sigh that ended with a chuckle. ”There is no need to apologize for the past Hasan. I hold no hurt feelings or anything else from that day.” Yaga was an easy one to get along with if you were to see past her hard facial expressions and stiff demeanor. With Hasan being blind, he had a one up on most others considering he would never see how her face spoke everything she tried to hide.


Shifting her weight, the draft reached her nose out closer to Hasan, offering a standard sort of attention after words like that were spoke. ”As long as you're happy to live here and thrive Hasan, you'll never have to apologize. If there's ever a day you choose to take a different path, you'll never have to then either.” As her words ended, the golden eyed mare gave the blind man a smile he couldn't see. “Just be who you are, no matter the good or bad days. A friendship is always on the table.”