Navia was not surprised to hear Théadan wanted to take a look at Vari himself before they decided if she was worth the expense. Nodding her understanding, she decided to trade places with him, going to stand at Wyndagar’s side so she would not be in the way of whatever Théadan planned as inspection. She leaned against Wyn’s shoulder companionably, dark eyes following Théadan’s movements as he surveyed Vari’s health. He even took the time to check her teeth, something Navia knew she should have checked in the first place, but had been too excited by the prospect of having her own horse again to remember. He didn’t appear to find anything worrisome, much to Navia’s silent relief. He said nothing to her however, instead turning back to his horse. Her eyes jumped back to Wyn and she straightened so he could go inspect Varinata as well.<br/><br/>A small smirk formed on Navia’s lips upon watching the initial interaction. Wyndagar appeared friendly enough and curious to see what Varinata was all about. While she tolerated his sniffing, she did not return it, remaining somewhat aloof and disinterested. The horse seemed to have pride, which was likely what caused the stubbornness the stableboy had mentioned. She started to point that out to Théadan, but he was returning his attention to Wyndagar and going through the little show he sometimes did where he pretended Wyn was speaking to him. She always liked it, she found it both funny and endearing, so she refrained from interrupting. It was also a good suggestion he claimed Wyndagar had. Allowing the two horses to go for a run in the field together could tell them much. They could also see how well Vari could keep up with the fastest horse in Mes’Mo’Tan. Wyndagar would also finally get some of the exercise he craved.<br/><br/>“Yes, that is fine,” the Khluri boy agreed with a nod, his bushy black hair bouncing some with his movements, “Come with me.” A smaller door than the one they had come through was just nearby, leading out to the field nearby. A smaller section of the field had been fenced off for the horses, but it was still large enough for two horses to run in. Since the boy had gone to pull open the wooden door for them, Navia took it upon herself to reach for Varinata’s reins, gently pulling and speaking the command for her to step forward quietly but firmly, “<i>Puras.” </i>Sensing the door opening meant she was to go outside, Vari’s head lifted more, ears perking, and she obediently followed Navia to the door. “Do you know if she knows a<i>vivarta</i>?” Navia asked on a whim while they walked.<br/><br/>“The previous owners never said,” the boy shrugged in response before smiling at her, “She’s smart though. She can probably learn.”<br/><br/>“Hmm, maybe she will,” Navia considered that in silence until she had Vari all the way through the door. Once they were both out in the small field, Navia looped the horse’s reins back over her head so they would still be accessible later, but out of Vari’s way. The instant she did so, the horse was trotting off, happy to be out in the open field to do as she pleased. Wanting to see if Wyndagar would do the same or if he was exuberant enough to take off into a full canter, Navia turned back to see if Théadan planned on releasing Wyndagar right away or not. “You didn’t want us to ride them, right? I thought it might be nice for Wyn to have some exercise without one of us on his back,” Navia shrugged, eyes wandering back to Vari taking advantage of the open space. It was unlikely she could call the horse back so soon anyway; she looked far too pleased with having so much space to roam. “She really is very pretty,” Navia commented with a sigh, enjoying the way the sunlight shown on the bright coat, how her mane and tail looked almost silvery. It was no wonder she would have been very expensive in Mes'Mo'Tan.