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The times that her makini had run off… were few. Lan thought she treated the minipet with kindness. Granted, she used it to do her work for her time to time, (like Lan would ever dig for anything. Digging was beneath her after all). Still, waking up to find her makini missing was a tad distressing. It was supposed to fetch her shoes, get her things, and just.. do stuff! When it got back, oh she’d give it a thrashing! It shouldn’t have run off. There were…

Well war and famine were prone to using anything they found. Minipets included. She dearly hoped her makini had not gone that way. Fretting, she had gone into the woods, hoping to find her beloved minipet before a tragic fate befell it. Then she have to not only do work herself but…train a new mini.
Oh.
And one of her few pets left alive after the isles had been destroyed would be gone. That was adding a bit to the distress.

The thunk of something next to her head made Lan turn. An axe. Suppressing a shudder, she looked at the one who's thrown it. Death from her colors, though the wings were something of an anomaly. War came with wings, not death.

"Would I have gone farther, you would have been in trouble for not looking where you aim." She had a warrior's garb and air about so lan made the guess. "A death soldier who has 'accidents' is not the most skilled I would thinks."
Lan's mini might have run away for some legitimate reasons.

'This death horsewoman had a mouth on her' were the thoughts of Lan as she was talked back to. The noble was not used to it, her normal attitude getting her things just fine. "Perhaps you ought to mark where you practice better. What if a young foal had wandered here without seeing any warnings? I doubt you'd be so flippant."

Lan tossed her hair. Toss toss. She wasn't flippant. Nope. Never.

"And I belong where I want to belong. But that is besides the point. Have you seen a makini around? White fur, black hair and red and gold headdress?" Her foot tapped on the ground and arms crossed. "It's run off."