Fayella smiles at Riva's remark, warmed by her new friend, her new herd, and her respectable, badass queen.
And Riva's "Quite" is the last thing the black and white Gypsy Vanner heres before Beqanna is turned upside down in a cacophony of disaster - magic. Bewildered, Fayella squeezes her pale blue eyes shut. When she opens them again, Lagertha and Riva have disappeared.
"What the-," but her sentence is stopped short by Riva's call. Fay! A wave of relief washes over Fayella. Utterly grateful that her one and only friend in this strange new world is not lost. "Riva!," she calls back. She follows the sound of her voice until she finds Riva.
And then - she can't help herself - she barrels towards Riva, muscles rippling, her huge hooves pounding the moist, dark soil. "I thought you were gone too," she says, instinctively nuzzling Riva's neck with her nose. But then, slightly embarrassed, she pulls back.
Trying to change the subject (and seeking answers) she asks, "What in the world just happened? Where's Lagertha?"
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Fayella
We're the song inside the tune full of beautiful mistakes