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It was a huge relief when he didn't brush her off again, but as he took her hand the thrill of it was shortlived, his question had her frowning again. She sighed, giving his hand a squeeze. "I..I do not know what came over me. At first I was simply annoyed. I came to you to share in my excitement and you put a hand in my face and shooed me away as if I meant nothing. Over a child that is not even yours. It bothered me, but not enough to hurt you. Only enough to just ignore you and pour myself into my work instead."

Her shoulders sagged slightly as she tried to pull his hand closer so she could hold his hand in both of hers. "But I was only annoyed. I had other things to think about...but then I was just so angry. I have never done to anyone what I did to you, and I am sorry I did." She pouted then, making a slight huff of irritation. "I did not even feel any better after hitting you."

A pause, golden eyes turned down a moment and then up to the stallion standing before her. "Can you forgive me?"

Na'ima fell quiet and just listened. It was rare for Wrath to freely speak at length so anything he did she would always stop everything to listen. There was a perplexed look on her face at first, one that spoke her confusion for her, up until he spoke of peace. Oh..she supposed she understood now. Like when she found Falair...except Wrath's sister was gone, all he had was that foal for the few minutes he was given to hold it. Frowning, she brought their hands up to press her lips against his knuckle, then his palm, then slip her fingers between his and hold his hand. She had already apologized, hopefully this was his way of forgiving her.

Golden eyes fluttered open as he spoke of jealousy, widened at the sight of his grin. Her face felt hot, and the mare was glad for her dark skin to hide the way her face flushed with embarrassment over the correct guess. "No," she lied in a flat tone, eyes narrowing at the man. "And when you do I will kill her and show you those younger than me are weak and not worth your time and energy." Simple as that. They didn't use words but Wrath was hers. Just hers. She had no intentions on sharing him anytime soon. She moved his hand again to guide his arm around her waist as she stepped closer to reach her arms up around his neck and lean into him. He was teasing her, that seemed sign enough of forgiveness.

"If I hit you again I will explain why first, and then hit you," Na'ima swore solemnly, though she smiled the entire time. "However..for now I am very tired...will you take me home?" Smiling lips turned into a slightly pleading pout as she put her chin against him to look straight up at the stallion. Carry meeeeeeee.