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“Why aren’t you rushing to your mistress, little Pegasus?” the redhead wondered as they approached the city, stroking the animal’s mane. All this time, the intelligent creature had been so obedient and disciplined that one could only shake their head. Even in Margel, it hadn’t thought to rush home, as horses often did, but instead waited for orders. It was strange.
With Svezhka, it would have been different... That fox was independent and constantly tested the budding leadership qualities of Erefir. Svezhka loved the warrior, but allowed herself to be capricious... It was necessary to mix strictness with affection in relation to the fox, especially considering that she could injure ordinary people at any moment if she got carried away and no one stopped her. Still, the animal was special, and it didn’t always feel its own weight and the danger of its fiery mane.
The redhead’s thoughts were interrupted by the planned approach to the villa.