Wheeling Gull Isle when she strut, she got (body and blood)

reed hesitates. maybe this plan is a bad idea -- chasing horses doesn't actually seem very... fun. it seems sort of silly. frivolous. something droman would like. straightening slightly, she cuts her gaze to maegi, letting her shoulders lift and fall in a light shrug. "they'll run if we startle them," the girl explains, glancing back to the horses, "but maybe if we're -- careful in approaching, they won't mind us." this makes this sound as if it were her plan all along, of course -- mustn't let maegi think otherwise -- and very, very gingerly starts to rise, holding her breath. the horses don't seem to notice her yet, so, glancing at her new friend, reed takes a delicate few steps forward.

the horse closest to her snorts and lifts one hoof, unsettled but not threatened by the tiny wolf approaching. she stills, letting it adjust to her presence, and then sits, waiting for maegi to join her (if she so chooses).