Kaska blinked, glancing around before kicking her horse harder without thought. The number of times she had attempted to bait Lia into a race and she had stoically decline was quiet high. The truth was, Kaska liked riding. Greatly. Lia felt being on missions were freeing, but Kaska felt riding through the wind like a leaf whipping about was the ultimate pleasure. So soon the woman would be left to the dust of the two racing riders, a grin baited to Kaska's face before she even realize he had put it there. It had been too long on foot. They arrived to the small village with a loud clatter of hooves, the horses huffing large breathes as they trotted themselves into a cool down. "Ha. Beat you."