[ Ciri keeps an eye on her without providing further instruction or correction, waiting for Rinwell to figure it out. And she does. Ciri grins over her shoulder, a mischievous flash of teeth, and then -- as they approach one of the slowly rising hills off the main road -- she nudges her heels into Nixie's flanks. The mare takes off, lurching straight into a gallop up the hill.
Ciri only reins her in a little bit, making sure she doesn't leave Rinwell completely behind, as she shouts over her shoulder: ]
Keep up!
[ Nothing better to work off frustration than going real fast. She's sure Rinwell can handle it. ]
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Ciri only reins her in a little bit, making sure she doesn't leave Rinwell completely behind, as she shouts over her shoulder: ]
Keep up!
[ Nothing better to work off frustration than going real fast. She's sure Rinwell can handle it. ]