[Wren examines the picture intently, taking in every detail. Her eye is indeed keen, but again she feels no need to pry.]

I see! [She giggles a little.] It's quite cute.

[Certainly cuter than a horse, she must admit, as much as she loves her pegasus with all her heart... Well, she supposes it's only fair that she return the favor.]

A horse is... well, my mount is a pegasus, a winged horse. Pegasi are rather picky about their riders — they'll usually only allow women to even approach them, much less tame them — but common horses don't have such strict standards, and like your chocobos, they run well.