Navia’s gaze followed Vari’s slow movements and she noted the horse was complacent enough with the simple command. She had been amenable to their interactions with her overall though; she knew it was when a stressor was involved that the horse panicked. What she didn’t know was how extreme it was; was it just the leopard that set her off or would they find themselves in another battle to calm her if she spooked again? “Oh, I don’t necessarily want to scare her,” Navia glanced Théadan’s way when his words broke through her thoughts, “I want to desensitize her, but that requires putting her in situations she may not like and showing her to trust we’ll get her out of them.” It sounded as though that was what Théadan thought as well, considering he brought up how the Mes’Mo’Tanian army had trained their horses similarly.<br/><br/>She felt for warhorses in all honesty. She had been around them much of her life and had seen some of the training the Khluri put them through. They were often worked to the point of exhaustion and put in stressful situations to ensure they would be calm and ready come battle time. Navia suspected it was the only reason why Wyndagar had been so reliable throughout their travels, barreling through obstacles when other horses might give in to exhaustion or fear. As Théadan came to stand beside her, Navia knew it was also because he had forged a bond with his horse unlike any she’d ever seen before. She admired it about them and knew if she and Vari had a similar bond, she likely would not have thrown her around. That was not something she could expect from the horse slowly walking in a circle around her however; she had not been around for the horse’s initial training, nor had they been around each other very long.<br/><br/>“I suppose you’re right,” Navia sighed, frowning slightly as she gave the reins a small pull to see if Varinata would obey and reduce the size of her circle. The white of her coat reflected in the slowly setting sun as she did so and again Navia had to admire how pretty the horse was. “We’ll just have to keep doing little things like this with her and maybe spoiling her a little with some treats,” she glanced Théadan’s way with a small smirk, figuring he’d read into her ulterior motive of merely wanting to spoil the horses. “Let’s see what all she already knows,” she turned her attention back to Vari, “We know she knows<i>puras</i>already, and she’s really good at nonverbal cues from the saddle, but what about…<i>prati</i>.” Her tone having changed from curious to more commanding, Navia watched as Vari stopped walking forward and instead began to walk backwards.<br/><br/>A bright grin flit across Navia’s dark lips before she stepped forward and tightened the reins a little to bring Vari closer, “I don’t know why she learned that, but we often teach ours that as it’s the beginnings to learning a<i>vivarta</i>.” Eye watching the horse intently, Navia turned with Vari as she made the circle, “<i>Tulana</i>.” No response came from the horse however, and Navia frowned before speaking<i>puras </i>so Varinata would walk forward again. The mare changed without issue. “That’s something we could teach her, just so she learns something new from us,” Navia pointed out, then stepped forward to take hold of Vari’s bridle, stopping her from making the slow circle around them. “<i>Capa</i>,” she spoke, only to grin when the horse obligingly lowered her head in a bow. “Let’s try another,” she gave Vari’s neck a quick pat, “Come help me,<i>kamin</i>.” Once Théadan was standing next to her, Navia reached out and pointed at his cheek, “<i>Hanti.</i>”<br/><br/>Varinata obeyed yet another command, only this one involved her leaning forward and pressing her snout against Théadan’s cheek. Navia was about to comment on how cute it was, but the horse also snorted loudly, speckling him with spit and snot. It was too perfect in Navia’s eyes, as if Vari had known to toy with Théadan on her behalf, and she had to lean on the horse’s shoulder, she was laughing so hard.