[ Malon stops and turns towards the source of the voice that called out to her... only to find herself face to face with someone as equally interesting-looking. ]
They're horses. [ There's awe in her tone as her gaze is immediately drawn to the blue arrow tattooed prominently on Aang's head.
... Oh, she's staring. Malon shakes her head briefly to get her thoughts in order. ]
This is Hazelnut Latte— [ She places one hand on the nose of the large bay horse. ] —and this here is Blueberry Muffin. [ Her other hand goes to the nose of a small blue roan horse. ]
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They're horses. [ There's awe in her tone as her gaze is immediately drawn to the blue arrow tattooed prominently on Aang's head.
... Oh, she's staring. Malon shakes her head briefly to get her thoughts in order. ]
This is Hazelnut Latte— [ She places one hand on the nose of the large bay horse. ] —and this here is Blueberry Muffin. [ Her other hand goes to the nose of a small blue roan horse. ]