Her question caused him a moment’s pause to consider it, but then he remembered that not a lot of people knew of the grand tents that graced the grass. " Pavilions are enormous tents that drykas families live in. Often times, they travel together, in a moving city known as Endrykas, and that is where my pavilion currently rests. It is a place of friendly company and safety, and much better than sleeping in these wilds, not to mention much warmer. " he said softly, his head craning to look at her, and he smiled wide as his eyes met hers.
" It is a good place to bed for better rest, and make sure to see you protected " he added, sitting up, while holding her gently in his arms. " It is only but a short way from here, and then we can be well on our way to pleasant dreams ” Slowly he would get up, helping her to her feet in the process if she allowed it, and holding out a hand for her to hold, he would walk over to his strider and turn to help her onto Airiat's back.
Grasping her hips firmly, he pulled her up and onto the front of the yvas, before climbing up behind her himself, looping a arm around her waist, before placing his free hand on the bridle, and gently digging his heels into Airiat's side. The horse broke his grazing, and started trotting before running, his strider's long strides covering the ground quickly, and soon just beyond the halo of grass, the city of tents came to view. Gently he tugged Airiat to the side to gallop towards the left side of Endrykas, where his family had set up their tent, and where he and Mae would find refuge for the night.
Soon they arrived outside of his pavilion, Airiat slowing down to a trot well before he came in range of it, the tent resting on the outskirts of Endrykas amongst other Diamond Clan pavilions, a place of warriors, and one of the safest places in Endrykas because of it. With a firm push against the yvas, he slid down the back of his strider, and fell to the ground well balanced, and looked up at Mae with a smile on his face. Extending a hand, he would offer to help her down, and once she was, he would immediately begin unstrapping the yvas from his horse, and tossing it to the ground. Taking a brush out of his pack, he combed through Airiat's fur carefully, but also quickly, as he knew that the horse wanted its own rest, but also wouldn't mind being a little bit more comfortable during the night.
As soon as the knots where out of his sleek coat, he patted the striders back, and watched a brief moment as he trotted off, seeking the water barrel, and some tasty grass before succumbing to sleep himself. Turning around, he looked at Mae " Here we are, I hope you like it "