[ A very soft yelp may escape once he shifts from a trot to a gallop, her hands tightening their grip, but it's mere seconds before she registers that they're really, truly running. There's a strong breeze whipped up from the centaur's speed that has her hair flying behind her, her eyes growing wide at the sensation of such swift movement. It's almost like they're flying. ]
... Incredible...
[ The word emerges, almost breathlessly. Before Fiore can properly curb her excitement, a delighted laugh escapes her. ]
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... Incredible...
[ The word emerges, almost breathlessly. Before Fiore can properly curb her excitement, a delighted laugh escapes her. ]
This feels wonderful, Chiron!