His question about senility makes her laugh, and though her voice is at a normal volume there is nothing quiet or demure about the way she does that one thing. It is always full of sound and brightness even though she can remember a time when she was teased for having an obnoxious laugh. When her siblings had poked and prodded her about that, it had only gotten louder.
“For me? Probably not until I’m 800 or so. I imagine for you it’s just around the corner though.”
She’s still learning how the lifespan of these horses work - especially with all the magic saturating Beqanna. Maybe this star-turned-fire stallion has more years left than her, maybe he is already old.
He seems older than her, though she knows that’s not true based on his reaction to her age last time they met. There’s just something about him. Probably a combination of how serious he is and how very much not she is.
His noncommittal rolling of the shoulders to her question about being buddies inspires another grin and she is happy to point out “It’s not my fault you didn’t ask.” There had been other, more interesting things to speak of that day so she had not gotten around to it either. “I have no problem being unconventional, but - I’m Anuya.”
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