12th Spring, 513 AV, evening Nessa sighed as she rode through the Wildlands on her trusted mount... A Gildling that she had named Sunny when she was younger! As she looked down at him to pat his neck, she noticed him beginning to glow slightly, rather than the daytime shimmering, before she looked up at the sky. It was beginning to darken slightly and she was unsure of what to do! She could either pitch her tent and spend the night out in the Wildlands, or she could ride through the night and hopefully get to Nyka by the next week. In the end it was Sunny who made her decision for her... He was obviously tired and he was beginning to lack attention on his task, becoming more playful and disobedient. When she wanted him to gallop, he slowed to a walk. When she wanted him to walk, he galloped. And he was beginning to try and turn the other way. "Whoa boy..." she said softly as she brought the horse to a stop and dismounted him, before setting up her tent and sitting just outside it, gesturing for the horse to sit with her. She was glad to have him with her... He was useful, and he kept her company without forcing her into conversation with him... All she had to do now was wait for morning to come! Then she would make her way to Nyka so she could buy some supplies... |