Ember tried to keep her face schooled, even as she nodded at what she hoped were the right times to feign paying attention. A pony and a yak as a couple. They were about as different as two mammalian sapients could get--she wasn't counting hybrids in that, like griffons; she could only imagine what a griffon and pony couple would've looked like--and yet they seemed to really be making it work. Even now, the casual affection between the two was very open, with Sandbar leaning against Yona as he spoke, comfortably using her great, fluffy bulk as a pillow.