Amai & Yuwaraka
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For a Cavallion to stretch her legs, there was no better place than the vast, open plains. There were usually few holes to worry about - unless the plains had been invaded by a bunch of hole-digging cuniflare -, and few obstacles in the way. Fallen trees or logs were non-existent in the plains, which were dominated by tall grasses. It was, no doubt, the perfect place for any hooved animal to roam. There was just no other word for Yuwaraka to describe it.
"Perfect. Simply perfect, Amai," The cavallion's thoughts radiated to her rider and companion, Amai, who sat bareback behind Raka's withers. "I couldn't agree more, Raka. I'm sure we could find some e-" Before Amai could finish her sentence, Rakka tossed her head, rearing back just slightly as she bounded into a gallop over the grassy plains. Grabbing the cavallion's mane with one hand, Amai laughed excitedly, as she cried out to her companion, "Raka! You should warn me before you do that!" The cavallion fae whinnied warmly, which was her own way of laughing. "Sorry!" She chimed as Raka continued her charge onward. Amai had no problem with it, of course. She couldn't blame Raka for wanting to do so. "Haha! It's fine! Keep going for it, Raka! Go, go!" Leaning forward, Amai put her head close to Raka's neck, allowing her flowing mane to whip around her face. She could hear the thundering hooves beneath her. The sound of the grass swishing around Raka's legs. The whistling of the wind in her ears. It was a feeling of no compare. It was the ultimate feeling of freedom, to be flying across the ground with unequaled grace. Amai knew, however, that flying at this speed wouldn't let them catch sight of any eggs. For now, though, she was enjoying the freedom, and she could feel Raka's tension releasing quickly beneath her. Raka was enjoying the freedom, as well.
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For a Cavallion to stretch her legs, there was no better place than the vast, open plains. There were usually few holes to worry about - unless the plains had been invaded by a bunch of hole-digging cuniflare -, and few obstacles in the way. Fallen trees or logs were non-existent in the plains, which were dominated by tall grasses. It was, no doubt, the perfect place for any hooved animal to roam. There was just no other word for Yuwaraka to describe it.
"Perfect. Simply perfect, Amai," The cavallion's thoughts radiated to her rider and companion, Amai, who sat bareback behind Raka's withers. "I couldn't agree more, Raka. I'm sure we could find some e-" Before Amai could finish her sentence, Rakka tossed her head, rearing back just slightly as she bounded into a gallop over the grassy plains. Grabbing the cavallion's mane with one hand, Amai laughed excitedly, as she cried out to her companion, "Raka! You should warn me before you do that!" The cavallion fae whinnied warmly, which was her own way of laughing. "Sorry!" She chimed as Raka continued her charge onward. Amai had no problem with it, of course. She couldn't blame Raka for wanting to do so. "Haha! It's fine! Keep going for it, Raka! Go, go!" Leaning forward, Amai put her head close to Raka's neck, allowing her flowing mane to whip around her face. She could hear the thundering hooves beneath her. The sound of the grass swishing around Raka's legs. The whistling of the wind in her ears. It was a feeling of no compare. It was the ultimate feeling of freedom, to be flying across the ground with unequaled grace. Amai knew, however, that flying at this speed wouldn't let them catch sight of any eggs. For now, though, she was enjoying the freedom, and she could feel Raka's tension releasing quickly beneath her. Raka was enjoying the freedom, as well.