I nodded once. "I always have been," I said calmly, yet a bit proudly. I honestly was never the arrogant type, but my fighting skills were impressive... so my father had said.
Of course, it's a father's job to give courage to his child, but I always saw honesty in his eyes, every time he said it.
Taking myself away from the thought, my mare began to beat her hooves against the dirt ground, her ears standing straight, and low snorts escaping her nostrils. I pursed my lips as she began to behave in such way, feeling a bit embarrassed.