( Magni leans down, one hand resting at the horse's neck, feeling the shift of muscle, the coiled strength of it, and one hand rests a little higher than the muzzle. )
Bansuri.
( Quiet, steadying, before she exhales close to the horse's nostrils, waiting to see if she will get a huff back in return, a little greeting. Her manner might not always be so well suited to people, but animals she can understand well enough - respects well enough, and where people chatter, animals communicate with how they move, the flick of their ears, the focus of their gaze. How will this go then, Bansuri? How well will they work together? )
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Bansuri.
( Quiet, steadying, before she exhales close to the horse's nostrils, waiting to see if she will get a huff back in return, a little greeting. Her manner might not always be so well suited to people, but animals she can understand well enough - respects well enough, and where people chatter, animals communicate with how they move, the flick of their ears, the focus of their gaze. How will this go then, Bansuri? How well will they work together? )