[ No such luck. Of course Ciri laughs, loud and unabashed, but not unkind. When Poppy finally stops, Ciri guides her mare beside her still giggling, giving Rinwell a wide grin. ]
Almost had it. Solid try, but you won't beat me yet.
[ She nods over to the next hill, the desert covered in rolling mounds like like it, covered in large rocks and green-gray shrubs. The sand is too hard packed to be slippery, though; the horses are able to run just fine.
Ciri smirks, squeezing her heels against Nixie's flanks. ]
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Almost had it. Solid try, but you won't beat me yet.
[ She nods over to the next hill, the desert covered in rolling mounds like like it, covered in large rocks and green-gray shrubs. The sand is too hard packed to be slippery, though; the horses are able to run just fine.
Ciri smirks, squeezing her heels against Nixie's flanks. ]
C'mon. Let's go again.