Lochboed did not appreciate Ember asking this question. It was always bad when a mortal asked these types of questions.
The kelpie oddly didn't feel concerned with the Ciona's touch on her pony. It made her mouth wiggle seeing the fey interest in Ember. She felt high and giddy at the attention he received.
"Och mah Ember be perceptive for a mortal. E'en wit'out true sight." The beast girl put her hf on Ember's head and moved it until their eyes locked. "He be smart, swift, skilled, experienced, an' rare. A perf'ct pony. And all mine tae play wi'. Permission tae charm ye, mah lord?"