It will be something that Paladin will think about as she watches the show. The sight of someone riding a beast for pleasure is, well, not something she has seen in a very long time. Even the Hafling riding troop she traveled with for about a week didn't actually ride for the joy of it. What they did was beautiful, no doubt about it but it was all for show.

The steed moves like smoke with a purpose: silent and undeniably swift.

As Paladin tears apart the stalk of grass she snared from the ground around her, she appreciates the Adia's riding style and how much the steed flourishes under it.