She lifts a shoulder, her eyes drawing back out the window again. "Livestock usually is, in some regard." Cattle more so than any, but they were kept by all manners of society, not just the wealthy. Something the English hadn't understood when they had killed them. The animals were kept not just for holy purpose.

Old wounds, brittle and hideous and she wills them down.

"But horses have a particular use only to a few, and so by those few it was kept. Warriors, rulers." her eyes slide across, back to smile, smiling softly. "Messengers through the high, arid mountains."