“Karasu, get back here! You had a saddle on all day, you need to be brushed!”

“Maybe Shiro’s right...I ought to learn how to relax more... After I’m done studying though of course!”

Once you go crimson, you never go back!

“Just one more chapter...” ... Followed by a huge yawn.

"What did you do..." Was he really minding his own business? Was he really?

“She kicked...you fought a-...” Well, she’s not mad at least! A little exasperated but what else is new? “Did you win at least?”

It’s also entirely possible the mare just wanted to kick someone and Shiro happened to turn the corner at that moment. “Well, one punch and a kick from an ornery pegasus.” She’ll probably have to find and apologize to whoever this guy was later.

“They’re awfully bold to be this far out here...in broad daylight no less.” They should probably tell someone if that is the case. “Ah, then I suppose you’re innocent this time around.” She’ll concede to that. How fortunate it was her mount he’d decided to try and hide behind.

She refrains from glaring at him this time around. She’s just happy neither of them are hurt. “If you left him with Karasu he’s probably still down...” Wait. “Did you leave a possible assassin with Karasu?!”

She just stares at him in disbelief for a hot second. For his sake, he better hope the bastard is still knocked out. If anything were to happen to her mount, someone would surely have to die. “Seriously?!” Aaaaand she’s off in the direction of the stable.

She hears him, but also this is basically her sister they’re talking about here! “I’m not by myself! You’re following me!” She calls back, not even bothering to turn as she breaks into a dead sprint. She doesn’t even have a plan at this point.

"Ah..." She stares at the fog of her frozen breath and nestles further into her scarf. "This winter feels far colder than the last already."

“Shiro!” She calls from outside Shiro’s window. Hoshido doesn’t get nearly as much snow as Nohr, bit what it does she plans to put to good use. Case in point, the carefully crafted ball she’s constructed as she waits for her lover to poke his head out and greet her.

“...Why do I suddenly fee as though something bad is about to happen...”

It’s been a long day spent on her feet and Gods is she dragging... Having peeled off her sweat laden clothing and taken the quickest, and coldest, bath of her life, she slips into Shiro’s bed, lifting his arm to tuck herself under it. Perhaps she’ll take tomorrow off.

“It’s suddenly gotten so noisy about here...”

“Look out!” She calls, hurtling down towards Shiro from where her /trusty/ mount has tossed her off her back. Not far enough to kill her! Just enough to earn a healthy level of respect for the pegasus. The rider was trying to attempt a new maneuver when she was thrown.