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Alvig found Relli pacing with fury around the house she shared with her father, her mother standing just to the side and watching her filly with curiosity. “Relli?” The younger centaur nearly ran off from the look of fury that was turned on her when she spoke the red-haired centaur’s name. There was a deep breath and then the angry face became less when faced with the wide eyes of the younger female, “Alvig? What do you want?” “I want to help. I want you not to be mad.” She responded quietly. “I don’t know how you can do either.” Relli looked away but didn’t leave. “I have an idea about what you can do to prove yourself.” Alvig continued. That got Relli’s attention, and she looked fiercely at the youngster, “What?” Alvig swallowed nervously, “What if you found other centaurs? To help increase our numbers and reduce the danger of humans fearing us due to what other herds do?” Relli cocked her head, “Other centaurs? What are you talking about?” “There are other centaurs!