Kelly:

She blushed. "Thanks," she said softly. She looked at him, and smiled.

Kelly turned and walked back to the box, pulling out a different painting and setting down the other one.

She laughed softly at the painting, and showed it to Merrick.

It was a headshot of Kelly, making a duck face. Behind her, the sun was setting.

(ALRIGHTY GUYS IMA MAKE A NEW PART NOW!!!)

Merrick:

He lowered his eyelashes as he stared at the artwork. He looked from her mother, to her father, admiring the shading, color contrast, and different tones and textures she incorporated.

He lifted his eyes to Kelly, then back down at the painting. "Kelly, this is great. It looks so real." He complimented, offering a gentle grin.

"You look just like her," He added as he stared at Kelly's mother with her creamy coat and light golden hair.

Kelly:

She found them. First, she carefully pulled out a painting of two people. Her parents. She walked towards Merrick. "This is painting I did of my parents," she said.

She pointed to the person on the left. "This is my mother. My father described her the best he could, but he used a lot of words like 'beautiful' and 'wonderful' so it was a bit hard." Her mother had a light creamy golden horse hide with green eyes, and long light golden hair.

"And my father," she said softly, pointing at the fierce looking white buckskin stallion with messy black hair, and light blue eyes.

Merrick:

He nodded, his brows creasing in concern and guilt, but he didn't let the gaze linger. As Kelly dug through a box, Merrick walked in a slow circle as he looked around the room. He craned his neck upward to see the ceiling, which he probably could touch if he reached high enough, then let his gaze settle back down to Kelly as he patiently waited to see her artwork.

Kelly:

"I guess so. I didn't build it though. It was my mother's and father's. My mother designed homes, and she was an explorer. I never really got to know her because she died of sickness when I was 4. My father didn't like to talk about it, and you know what happened to him..." she trailed off.

"Anyway, this is my home now, now that my parents are gone." She walked over to the large box, and looked through it, looking for 2 certain paintings.

Merrick:

He peered over the top of her head to see the inside as she opened the door. He took in the space, his eyes scanning the corners of the room. He suddenly felt embarrassed about his home, which was connected to the blacksmith shop since he was an apprentice.

It was basically a wooden garage that was connected to the bigger wooden blacksmith building. It used to be used for storage, but it was cleaned out when Merrick started his apprenticeship.

Bringing his thoughts back to Kelly and her home, he smiled down to her. "Do you own all of this? How'd you build it?"

Kelly:

She blushed again. "Thanks, but it's not much." She opened the big old rusty door, revealing the inside. She had a big wooden box that was full of her clothes, blankets, and special charms, or things she collected. In the corner was her sleeping space, and on the other side was a big iron bucket full of boiled water.

Merrick:

He followed her, waving a small goodbye over his shoulder to the centaurs in the little den. He looked back froward and felt his jaw hang open as he stared at Kelly's home.

From the beautiful lumber of the roofing and walls, to the roses that climbed up the side like vines, her house was welcoming and cozy. Merrick chuckled and looked at the mare. "It's lovely."

Kelly:

She blushed. "Great!" She bit her lip to keep from smiling to much.

"My house is this way," she said, pointing North. She trotted forward, making sure he was following her. She smiled softly, flicking her tail back and forth nervously. Kelly hoped that her house was clean, she barely remembered what it looked like inside after all that's happened today.

Up ahead though, she could see the house. She smiled, her cheeks as pink as the roses that climbed up the side of the house.

(What do the centaur houses look like? Wooden, stone, clay?)

Merrick:

He lowered his eyes to Kelly, then raised his brows gently. Totally unprepared for her intimate offer, he tensed and scrambled to form a response. "Oh-uh...yeah! I mean, yeah, that's cool." He shrugged, trying to look nonchalant, but his bright eyes and grin betrayed him and revealed his excitement.

"I doubt my master will have anything for me to do-he's probably off helping others recover from the battle. I bet I could spare a couple minutes."

Kelly:

She glanced at Merrick and cleared her throat. "Um... do you want to... come over to my house? We can make sandwiches and chat or something... and I can show you some of my paintings..." She shifted nervously, wondering how he'll respond.

(I want to reply i just don't know what to sayyyy XD what should they do? I guess we can't really do anything until Ashsong gets back since she plays Ulrani and Sultaan and Espen XD any ideas?)

Valentina:

She looked at him suspiciously.

Kelly:

She quickly glanced at Merrick.

Curious:

He flicked his long tail.

(GTG FOR REALS)

Callum: Suddenly he reared, towering over the stallions' heads. "STOP!" He roared, his captain self welling up from the hidden depths. To his utter astonishment, the pegasi paused, surprised by the sudden authority shouted over them. "Where is your over stallion? Did he give the que yet?" He demanded, prancing heavily back and forth, his muscles rippling. "Let me ask one question. How is this helping? Well?" He looked at each of them, his mismatched eyes were bright with passion. "WELL!?" The only answer were unsure murmurs. "I was once a captain, first in the battlefield and what did all that sacrifice and hatred result in? MORE HATRED AND RAGE! That's what!" He broke into a trot. "DIVIDING A PEOPLE THAT COULD BE UNITED ISN'T THE ONLY WAY!" Callum beat his chest as he yelled. "We could live in peace and be friends! FAMLIY! And we can start that today." He paused, sweeping his eyes over them all. "Right now. Imagine what would be in the future of harmony. What I see is light and warmth! It might have been in the golden meadow when I saw it, but it doesn't mean we can't make it possible here! LISTEN TO ME NOW! I died once and who didn't give up on me? A pegasus with a heart of light, never full of herself. Your own medicine mare! She and I- we are united. And that's only a small glimpse of what we could start."

Callum trotted over to Fawnroot, pulling her close.

Rowan: She glanced at Ashtohn, before she continued to glare at the stallions.

She just loves to glare, doesn't she? XD))

Ashtohn:

The stallions grunted, holding both of them tightly.

Rowan: She tilted her head at the mare. Most pegasi could care less about Centaurs, but she seemed to care more than she had initially realized. She stopped struggling, and crossed her arms across her chest. (Still glaring at the stallions though XD)

Fawnroot:

Fury blazed in her eyes and she snapped her jaws at the nearest stallion. She successfully bit him in the ear and he jerked back with a surprised snort. Her anger grew as she watched several steeds drag the female centaur and Ashthon from the cave. Seeing Callum getting harshly attacked, she reluctantly pulled herself out of Callum’s arms, then opened her wings and leapt over Callum’s back. The mare drove her front hooves into the backs of the stallions who were relentlessly attacking his horse back. Fawnroot landed next to Callum and wrapped a protective wing over him. She pinned her ears flat and released a shrill, angry whinny, sounding similar to a lead-mare. “Leave. Them. Alone.”

(GTG)

Rowan: She tried to wriggle out of their grip, but they wouldn't let the go. "What's going on!?!" She snapped angrily. She glared at the stallions around her with all of the anger and hate she could muster.

Callum:

He shoved a stallion out of the way and rushed toward Fawnroot, wrapping his arms around her, not budging as the guards tried to wrench them apart. He buried his head into her mane when the hooves began to pummel down his horse back.

Ashtohn:

Suddenly out of nowhere big stallions burst into the cave and seized Rowan and Ashtohn, forcing them outside with mere grunts. "What? Hey! What's going on here?" He demanded, but the nudged him hard in the back with their muzzles.

Merrick:

He bobbed his head lightly in understanding. "Ah, lovely name." He said, still unsure about the horse, but he didn't voice his mild suspicions. His eyes flickered down to Kelly, but snapped back up before she caught his gaze.

Valentina:

"His name is Curious." She lifted her chin.

Kelly:

She smiled softly.

Kilroy: He stood as a statue of rock while his mind churned relentlessly. He was failing, and his failure would mean a... Hecatomb of Innocents. So he could not remain in a state of inaction, even though it would be a relief to die before the war started.

“Your leader has spoken!” Kilroy called to the assembled Pegasi. “It is time for you decide where you stand! Will you remain in angry isolation, hiding from the changing world around you? Will you fight to prevent a reaction that started years ago? Or will you seize this opportunity to make a infallible ally? Will you create a peace to form the basis of a new and greater society? Centaur presence is no passing phase, it is inevitable. How you handle it will define your herd in the generations to come!“

(OOOOOOF SRY I'VE BEEN GONEEEEEEEE

What'd I miss?)

(Idk if I'll be on tmrw, so ttyl!)

Fawn root:

She gasped as she watched Coalwing disappear into the clouds. Was...Coalwing crying? Fawnroot shook off the thought, not caring if he was crying or not.

But, even after Coalwing was gone, she didn’t let go of Callum and sent a sharp glare at the steeds around her. She clenched her eyes shut, pulling him closer to her, and exhaled a breath of relief into his shirt. “They won’t kill you...I won‘t let them take you. I promise, Callum. I won’t let you die again.”

(GTG)

(AAAAAA THIS SONG FOR THEM)

Coalwing:

"LOVE HIM!?" He roared, rearing and flapping his great wings. But he could say no more than that. No matter how much he ransacked his mind for words, nothing came to him. Sudden angry, jealous and sad tears sprang to his eyes and he lept into the sky, away from them all.

(AAAAHHHHH COALWING DONT U DARE)

Fawnroot:

Fear overtook her. Her heart slammed into a halt and her pupils dilated. “N-No...NO! Callum!” She screeched and reared. Callum was right. As long as they were together, everything would be fine.

Fawnroot whirled towards Callum and slammed her hooves into the cheek of the nearest stallion that was holding him hostage. The stallion grunted and released Callum, giving Fawnroot enough time to wrap her wings around him, then burying her head into his chest.

She returned his love-filled gaze then said in a loud, proud voice to make sure everyone heard her. “I love him!”

Fawnroot snapped her head towards Coalwing, “And there’s nothing you or anyone can do to change that. Your not taking him away from me.” She gripped Callum tighter, making it very clear she was not going anywhere.

(ON AND OFF!)

Coalwing:

He shook his head in disbelief. "My own medicine mare, falling for- for this creature!" He flared his wings, snorting. "I will not- cannot- accept this, Fawnroot. I don't want to intermingle with the centaurs- I wish they never came here in the first place. We were at peace until they came!" He reared, slicing the air with his sharpened hooves. "Execute them and the hostage. ANY WHO ARE IN SUN HERD LANDS!" Mixed feelings tumbled through Coalwing and his head bobbed. His rage, grief, irritation and will to protect his herd were clashing together and not mingling well. His stomach turned like the sea. "GET RID OF THEM! I've had enough with bargains and pleading. Get out of my sight!"

Callum:

"NO! PLEASE!" He cried. He didn't want to die... not again. He reared. "Don't separate me from this world again!" Actually, he couldn't stand the thought of being divided from Fawnroot.

(GARGH I GTG)

Callum:

"Leave her be! She helped me, even to my- my last breath! She's loyal and true, a thousand more than you, maybe even better!" He shouted. "She's beautiful and full of lenity." He gazed at Fawnroot with a love-filled sadness. "I- I love her," he said softly, smiling even through the burly bodies of the pegasi surrounding him.

(UGHH COALWING 😡) Fawnroot:

She shrank away from Coalwing as her head lowered, her wings snapped tightly against her sides. “...I-I didn‘t abandon my herd. I was going to come back... but he had nothing to do with my absence. It-It was my decision. Just don’t hurt him. Don’t hurt them. They did nothing wrong.“ She stammered quietly, her voice quivering gently.

Coalwing:

He glowered at Fawnroot, his cold eyes sharp towards her. "I'm protecting the herd," he snarled. "Who was the one who had abandoned her herd for a centaur? Leaving our sick and injured to be taken care of by others? Who? Answer me! WHO!?"

Fawnroot:

Her eyes dashed around and she whirled around, her wings open. ”No, wait!“

She pinned her ears and tried to keep the warrior-guards away from Callum and Kilroy, but her attempts were futile. She was much smaller compared to the stallions, so they just used their bigger size and rippling muscles to push her aside.

Fawnroot spun back to Coalwing. “I did no such thing! I fail to see how trying to form a peaceful agreement with the centaurs as we’re on the verge of war is treason! I did not mean any disrespect by brining him here. I only meant to prove that the centaurs are not the beasts we think they are! The Pegasi are acting more like savages, not them!” She exclaimed, her voice rising in frustration and breaking with panic.

Coalwing:

He shook his mane again and whirled on the guards. "Get rid of them!" He commanded and the warriors stepped forward, seizing Callum and Kilroy. "They. Don't. Belong here," he hissed in Fawnroot's face. "You have committed treason against your herd by bringing these- these beasts into our home!"

Callum:

He stepped back as the stallions approached with teeth bared and feathers rattling. Pegasi whinnied and dashed into the sky but the over-stallion brayed for them to land.

Callum wrenched free of the stallions' grasps. "Leave me alone, I'm with Fawnroot!" He cried, kicking.

Fawnroot:

She whinnied and flared her wings open to try and block the centaurs from the over-stallion's blazing hooves. "Coalwing, no! Please don't hurt them. Do you want to start a war? Because a war is what we're going to get. We need peace, Coalwing, not violence." Fawnroot whinnied as harshly as she dared, her eyes wide but also pleading and calm.

Callum:

He tensed, all his muscles in his freezing.

Coalwing:

He reared slightly off the ground, his nostrils flaring and eyes wild with rage. "YOU! How could you?" He reared again in striking position, aimed at Callum and Kilroy.

Fawnroot:

She heard the booming voice of her over-stallion and she flexed her feathers. Several steeds backed up and Thornhill squealed, left Callum, and ran back to his mother, hiding underneath her wing. Fawnroot stared at Coalwing and stepped closer to Callum.

"Coalwing, I did it. I did it because there has been enough arguing between the centaurs and the pegasi. I did it because the centaurs are not the monsters we think they are. They are open to trade and forming alliances with us. Please, sir you must let that centaur you've taken captive go. No good will come from our hatred towards the centaurs."

She said, trying to keep her voice steady as she stood in the shadow of her leader. She'd forgotten how intimidating he was and the mare felt her head lower respectfully.

Kilroy: He met Fawnroot’s eyes, thinking of the right words to say. “The main obstacle in negotiation has been the lack of understanding of the other side’s culture. That’s the reason I’d like to host a summit, so we can overcome that in our continuing dialogues. But if you have an idea of how we can secure Ashtohn’s freedom without a summit, by all means tell me.”

Coalwing:

He sensed a new presence as he spotted most of his herd gathering together, nickering with delight and other mixes of unsureness. He flared his wings and brayed, casting a dark shadow over the happy pegasi and landing before them. "What's the meaning of this?" He demanded, tossing his mane and stamping his hooves. "How dare you being foreign creatures into Sun Herd!"

Callum:

He moved his hand on the side of Thornhill's head and ruffled his scraggly mane, chuckling as the colt squealed.

Fawnroot:

"I agree. While a peace summit is a good idea, shouldn't we try to free Ashtohn first? With your help Kilroy, I'm sure we'll be able to come to some sort of terms with Coalwing." She said, then glanced out at the herd. She took a step closer to her friends and family, yearning for the companionship of her fellow pegasi that she'd been missing for so long.

The crowd eased and cautiously stepped forwards, enveloping Fawnroot with happy whinnies and nuzzles. Some even approached Callum and Kilroy, staring at them with weary eyes. Thornhill giggled and suddenly pressed his small nose into Callum's hand, searching for food or attention, or most likely both.

Fawnroot nickered happily as her herd welcomed her back and, slowly but surely warmed up to the centaurs and the possibility for peace.

Callum:

"Maybe we should keep this at a slow pace, not all of a sudden," he suggested, unsure about the peace summit. "With all those centaurs and pegasi, we can't control the outcome." He looked at Kilroy with his mismatched eyes, sharp and searching for that biography of the familiar centaur buried deep in the back of his mind.

Kilroy: He felt several pairs of eyes swivel on to him. Keep cool. He drew himself up, and forced his lips into a smile. ”Yes.” Because if not him, who else?

“I’ve been meeting with Coalwing for negotiation. And while those must remain private, I can say that a relationship is forming that never existed.” he said, keeping his voice steady.

Callum:

He paused. "Oh... uh, hi," he replied, uncertain of what to make of this centaur. The moment he mentioned a peace summit, Callum turned toward him, over a head taller the the young stallion. "A diplomat?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He didn't know why, but he felt rather suspicious of this Kilroy. He knew him from somewhere, but couldn't place his finger on it. In fact, he scolded himself for having such negative feelings.

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Rowan: She glanced at Kilroy, and narrowed her eyes. Since when was it a good idea to bring the Pegasi into the Centaur territory?

Fawnroot:

Her ears pricked as she gathered the news. A peace summit?

Thornhill landed in front of Fawnroot and looked at the other centaur. "Ooh! There's 2 of them!" He gaped at Kilroy with wide eyes. Fawnroot nickered amusedly. "There's many more than just 2, Thornhill." Thornhill whinnied, "Cooool!" and flapped his wings, lifting off in front of Kilroy and flew in circles around him.

Fawnroot smiled, but at the same time, casted a slightly suspicious glare at Kilroy. It wasn't obvious to the crowd, but it was obvious enough to Kilroy.

She knew Callum and she'd brought Callum to her herd because she trusted him. She didn't know Kilroy-heck, she just met him 5 minutes ago- and she didn't know how he'd respond to a curious pegasus colt fleeting around his head.

Kilroy: “My name is Kilroy. I’m a centaur diplomat.” Though he spoke confidently, he was quaking with fear inside. What if they found out who he really was and the true extent of his authority.

It doesn‘t matter, he told himself. I don’t care.

“I invite you all to a peace summit, a day and a half from now, in centaur territory by the west rock (I don’t know the geography). It will be an opportunity to learn about our culture and find commonalies between our races.”

Fawnroot:

She nodded, then flicked her ears back to Kilroy. She smiled warmly to the other centaur. A collective ruffle of wings carried across the herd as they spotted Kilroy as well.

They glanced from Fawnroot to the stranger, wondering if he was friendly, too. Fawnroot caught their cautious gazes and chuckled. "Don't be afraid. This is also a friend of mine. He has offered me many things that will benefit us-another reason to trust them." She stepped aside so Kilroy could come up further. "I didn't catch your name. Mind introducing yourself?" Fawnroot mumbled to him.

Merrick:

He swallowed and risked a quick glance at Kelly, but once he saw that she wouldn't look at him, he raised his eyes back up. His gaze landed on Curious and he tilted his head to the side. "What's the name of your...horse friend?" He asked, eager to get the focus on the topic off of them and onto something else.

Kelly:

She stiffened. She felt herself blush and looked down, not looking at Merrick.

Kelly flicked her tail nervously, and rested her hind hoof to calm herself.

Valentina:

She raised an almost invisible eyebrow, smirking slightly. She looked at Merrick, and at Kelly, and back at Merrick.

Curious:

He nickered in delight as Espen pet him.

(DANG ITTTT SORRY EARTHQUAKE HERE!!)

Avery:

She sighed and grabbed a lock of her red hair and started twirling it around in her fingertips. She winced and blurted, "He asked me to sing! ...Well, correction, he asked me to sing in front of the nearby pegasi herd during a peace summit. Kilroy is trying to establish a trade-ship and treaty with the pegasi...but I couldn't do it. I-I didn't know if I could sing in front of pegasi, especially not after everything that's happened to us in the past day."

She explained, and gripped her injured shoulder in the opposite hand.

Merrick:

Blush flamed across his face at their compliments and he ducked his head. He cleared his throat, awkwardly shifting from hoof to hoof. "Oh...ah...Th-Thank you." He mumbled sheepishly to both Valentina and Ulrani, trying to ignore the fact that Valentina had completely exposed them.

"I wouldn't say we're lovebirds..." He grumbled beneath his breath, not even daring to look at Kelly. He cleared his throat again and nodded to Ulrani. "Yes, we're friends of Sultaan and Reba, even though we met this very morning. Turns out the fastest way to make friends is to buy them lunch." He chuckled forcefully, his face still red.

(I love how flustered he gets when he's complimented XDD It's like "i'm a muscular, tough, blacksmith man who fears nothing" but as soon as he gets complimented he turns into a "aww your so sweet" sensitive, flustered, soft boi XDDD)

Kilroy: “Ok. I’ll be back soon!” he told them, scooting out the door.

“I hope to meet you again soon, Ragedrift.” he wished that they would have had more time to talk so Kilroy could‘ve learned more... but those darn military types could never take a moment to slow down and think.

He edged in nearby the inter-species couple. “Hi.” he said awkwardly. (I have not addressed this as much in Kilroy’s character so far, but soldier types can make him nervous)

Reba: “Do you think she will mind if I move it out of view of all these centaurs?” she signed.

Ashtohn:

"Yeah," he replied, not looking at them. (I gtg)

Rowan: She gave Kilroy a slight nod. "I think so" She said

(gtg go bai!)

Cole:

He was kinda afraid to know the answer, but then, he also wanted to make sure that other centaur was not going to ask her THAT question...

Kilroy: He struggled to find motivation amidst the apathy he felt towards Callum. “He had it coming. I’m surprised he‘s not dead yet.” he muttered. But he had to think of Fawnroot.

“Maybe this would be the proper time for me to make my entrance. Rowan, Ashtohn, are you good?”

Sultaan:

He nodded and led her to a room behind a curtain. "Here. This is a good place for you to stay until Ulrani says it's time for you to leave," he motioned toward a mat that had moss under it for comfort. He smiled at Reba slightly, his brow wrinkling a little.

Cole:

"Yeah, I'm fine," he answered quickly. "But-but what did he ask you to do?"

Reba: Finished petting Curious and feeling a little anxious again now that there were so many people, she retreated back to Sultaan’s side. “Is there a place were we can sleep?” she signed. (She already feels safer around him 🥰)

Ulrani:

She nodded toward Merrick. "Yes, I remember you as well, dear. You always stood out with your handsome form," she said, risking a quick glance at Kelly. She had not said it in a flirty way but almost as a fact.

Sultaan:

He stayed in the corner of the room, watching them each in silence. So quiet was he that it almost appeared as if he wasn't there.

Ulrani:

She smiled at all of them. "Hello, are you friends of Sultaan's and Reba's?" She asked, her voice soft and calm.

Espen:

He trotted up to Curious, reaching out with his hand to stroke his neck.

Ragedrift:

He exhaled. "Art, in our eyes, is not worth our hostage-" he paused, pricking his ears outside the cave. "I do believe your friend has gathered the herd," he muttered, shaking his head. "He might be torn to pieces sooner or later. I pray that wouldn't happen."

Callum:

He put his arm around Fawnroot and straightened to his full height. But not in a menacing way but in agreement with the mare. "We could be friends," he said, his voice firm and gentle that carried over the heads of the pegasi like a passing breeze.

Kilroy: His breath caught in his throat a moment. He had been looking so hard for alternate power structures, and this Pegasi might be his the one he was looking for. Maybe if Coalwing remained inexorable, he could support Ragedrift’s ascension to power...

“What I’m trying impart is that Pegasi are better off with centaurs in their land. But none of these tchotchkes are working because there is no sense of common equinity. I’m hoping art will change that.”

Reba: Tentatively, she reached out to stroke Curious’s tail. Horses were common in her country. She mimicked a low neighing sound.

Kelly:

She straightened and glanced up at Merrick.

Valentina:

"If you were those lovebirds who were hugging and holding hands, yes." She shifted. "Merrick is a great name though. If I were a male, I'd want to be named Merrick... it's got this romantic ring to it!" She cocked her head. "Oh, and please don't scare my friend. He gets nervous, like I do, if others stare."

She reached out her hands toward Curious and he trotted to her, and nuzzled her cheek. Valentina kissed his nose.

(I love her already XD)

Merrick:

His eyes scanned around the little den, then landed on Valentina and his ears pricked when he noticed Curious. His brow furrowed deeply in confusion and his ears flattened cautiously. He had seen horses before, but just never in this land and he wondered what it was doing here.

His eyes flicked to Ulrani, before settling back onto Valentina. “Hey, I remember you. We passed you going into the healer’s hut. I’m Merrick.” He forced himself to smile, but kept his gaze trained on the strange horse, his hand defensively lowered in front of Kelly.

Fawnroot:

She smiled deeply, her heart swelling and her mind replaying the moments he spoke of-the moments she fought for him and would’ve gladly died for him.

And now he was here, in her homeland, fighting for them-for the future. When he had finished speaking, she stepped closer to Callum and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. ”Everything he says is true. I know it’s hard to believe. But friends, fellow steeds, just imagine it-a treaty with the centaurs. You must realize peace starts today-it starts with us. No more fighting. If you don’t trust us-if you don’t trust me- then fine. But at least help us build an alliance with the centaurs. No good will come from hating them. They have done nothing wrong, while we are the ones who took an innocent centaur captive.“ She said, her voice also carrying across the herd. She smiled up at Callum and nodded proudly.

Valentina: "Oh," she said softly. She bit her lip. "Oh," she said again, and looked up, finally noticing the other centaurs.

(gtg!)

Valentina: She smiled and pulled back. She tugged on her torn blue shirt. "Did... did you know my father?"

Ulrani:

She stroked the filly's hair gently, smiling all the while.

Sultaan:

He smiled broadly, happy to seem them... and definitely happy to see them alive. He then ushered Kelly and Merrick into the Healer's room and once they were inside, he went next to Reba, feeling as though he needed to be there all the time.