44 Searing, Year 123
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"You know, I think I can kind of understand why you like this so much," Athalia admitted as she sat behind her sister in Hayima'el's large saddle. "I was so young when we went to Tertium, but we did grow up on camelback, didn't we? He moves faster than the average camel, no?" she looked down at the piebald bull as Hilana was as relaxed as anything in the sunshade of the saddle.
"He does, yes," Hilana agreed with a nod. "He's larger than most, so his stride means he's going to eat up more distance with each step. I didn't think he'd be this big, because Sakima isn't large for a cow. She's just average-sized. Beautiful, but average. His sire isn't a giant either, but larger ones do come in the bloodline. I think Sakima's grand-sire was quite large. He wasn't a successful racer, but he wasn't meant to be. Too big for that. Hayima'el did well at the Derby, though. I trained him for it. We got lucky and placed well, but we needed to if I want to establish him as a viable stud."
"I know you don't want to hear this... but you really are our father's daughter." Lia told her gently. "You've got that same mind and aptitude for business and planning, Hilana. I'm not saying it as an insult, but a compliment."
"I thank you," Hilana chose to take her at her words. She didn't necessarily like the comparison, but she had heard it more than once from others. And she knew full well that with her stubbornness and pride that there were a lot of similarities between her and their father. But for all the fights and arguments that she had had with him, he was successful at what he had set out to do. Mostly. He hadn't managed to get her married yet, but that was going to be a big fight that was going to come sooner rather than later. She could only hope that she had bought herself some time.
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"You know, I think I can kind of understand why you like this so much," Athalia admitted as she sat behind her sister in Hayima'el's large saddle. "I was so young when we went to Tertium, but we did grow up on camelback, didn't we? He moves faster than the average camel, no?" she looked down at the piebald bull as Hilana was as relaxed as anything in the sunshade of the saddle.
"He does, yes," Hilana agreed with a nod. "He's larger than most, so his stride means he's going to eat up more distance with each step. I didn't think he'd be this big, because Sakima isn't large for a cow. She's just average-sized. Beautiful, but average. His sire isn't a giant either, but larger ones do come in the bloodline. I think Sakima's grand-sire was quite large. He wasn't a successful racer, but he wasn't meant to be. Too big for that. Hayima'el did well at the Derby, though. I trained him for it. We got lucky and placed well, but we needed to if I want to establish him as a viable stud."
"I know you don't want to hear this... but you really are our father's daughter." Lia told her gently. "You've got that same mind and aptitude for business and planning, Hilana. I'm not saying it as an insult, but a compliment."
"I thank you," Hilana chose to take her at her words. She didn't necessarily like the comparison, but she had heard it more than once from others. And she knew full well that with her stubbornness and pride that there were a lot of similarities between her and their father. But for all the fights and arguments that she had had with him, he was successful at what he had set out to do. Mostly. He hadn't managed to get her married yet, but that was going to be a big fight that was going to come sooner rather than later. She could only hope that she had bought herself some time.