[The slight smirk remains before it fades into something more of his neutral expression as he watches her.]
Your loss.
[And then a more definitive smirk and a hard kick of his heels as the seahorse neighs and lunges forward, splashing them with a large wave before surging forward at a fast pace.
no subject
Your loss.
[And then a more definitive smirk and a hard kick of his heels as the seahorse neighs and lunges forward, splashing them with a large wave before surging forward at a fast pace.
RACE IS ON.]