Wonder while I Wander (Flashback)

[Caehli Galesong]

"Ah damn I was hoping you were gonna take her off my hands" and grasped his forearm in a brother's greeting and shook enthusiastically. "The pleasure's all mine I'm glad to meet you. Thank you for keeping after Caehli ". He pat Caehli's knee in teasing manner but that quickly ended when she gave him a death glare. How could her father be such an embarrassment at a time like this? Ganta tried to escape her wrath by continuing his conversation with Rothyr.

"Ah yes the festival is lively as usual and yes exciting it is! When with fellow horsemen how could you not have a good time?" he laughed warmly.

"Tell me what were you doing out on the plains Caeh? What gave you chance to meet this lad huh?"

He raised his brows charismatically. Always joking and always lackadaisical was Ganta Galesong, he meant no foul but rather tease his daughter as it brought him great delight.

[Rothyr Windbourne]

"Well if no one is opposed to it, I suppose I could entertain her for an evening," Rothyr said, appreciating a good handshake, "And don't mention it, always a pleasure to look out for fellow Drykas, the clans must stick together after all."

He could tell by the way Ganta acted that he was embarrassing his daughter, but he was glad he was such a light-hearted individual. It gave him peace, though still he did not plan to cross such a large man.

"Too true!" He laughed, "So, tell me, Elder Galesong, will the Amethyst clan be showcasing your brilliant horsemanship by racing this year, and maintaining your reputation of fine horsemen amongst the Drykas?"

"Just wandering from what she told me, but all I know is what I was told. Although, a very lucky and chance meeting it was." he smiled.

[Caehli Galesong]

Ganta perked his brow " How true, the clans may grow but we should still sick together we never know when we'll need each other" he crossed his arms in comfortable stance."Well I certainly wouldn't mind but that's up to the little filly" he said fondly to his daughter.

Caehli grinned up at Rothyr "Like it would matter if he minded." she scoffed playfully "but I would love to!". Her eyes shined in warmly, her father had always been a good people person, especially with clansmen he was always friendly .

"It's true I was just wandering as usual.." she shrugged calmly. Ganta quirked his brow " As usual? By usual do you mean whenever you need to help out?" he asked amused a smirk on his lips. Caehli stuck out her chin defiantly."I was looking for spring onions for the feast" she recovered.

His eyes sparkled amused " I see you return empty handed.." he retorted smugly. Ganta then returned his attention Rothyr chuckling " Ah yes I participate in the a couple competitions but more for my own amusement...Caeh however is a fine rider...However when you see Din and her together they are quite an odd couple..." He said smiling proudly."And you Rothyr do you take any part in races?" his head quirked in curiosity.

[Rothyr Windbourne]

"That is good you both agree, I wouldn't want to be claimed a kidnapper of lovely young women!" He jested, although he feared he shouldn't have made such a joke, "I fear I may have been the reason she could find no onions. I heard something sneaking amongst the bushes, and my curiosity drove me to find answers. Perhaps a curse of my Emerald ancestry, but at any rate I found your daughter!" he finished with a laugh.

"She has mentioned Din, but we have yet to meet," Rothyr said, "And no, I'm not so much of a racer. I have in the past, on a dare or for fun, but never to claim fame as a rider. I'm a hunter, is what I am. I might race tonight, though, if I could be so convinced. Tonight is the night to do it, after all."

[Caehli Galesong]

Ganta laughed heartily " Well I would not be surprised if she was kidnapped. However that might've been the reason her quest was unsuccessful but it is good you found her rather a glassbeak..again" he omitted but Ganta knew his crafty daughter. Ever a day dreamer and often a shirker of work.It was often what got her in trouble.However it was what made her charming.

"Well if you do be prepared to stand a few feet away...he's not too fond of males and he likes to trample..." Ganta said in warning. Caehli laughed nervously "Yes he's sorta protective " she said weakly "But like all horses he has a good judge of character! So I'm sure you'll do fine " she patted Rothyr's arm assuringly. Thinking back on it now Din was probably wondering what Caehli was up to...

"You should race however" Caehli changed the topic "It feels best to ride at night" she declared merrily.

[Rothyr Windbourne]

"Again? You mean to tell me you nearly were claimed by a Glassbeak, and still you wander in the grass?" Rothyr asks Caehli, astounded "I don't know if that makes you foolish or very brave, but may I ask what happened?"

"I will keep that in mind, thank you," He says in regard to Din's fondness of trampling things, "and if there is a race tonight, perhaps I will partake, and see if my skills are any good. I'm sure Sungold would appreciate a good challenge." Sungold snorts her approval, and Rothyr pats her neck, "There's no getting out of it now that I've put it past her. You should race with us, too, Caehli! You and Din, and me and Sungold."

[Caehli Galesong]

Caehli blushed deeply "Well uh you see when I was about thirteen I heard rumor of treasure hidden in one of the many craters out in the grass and I went looking for it, all I found was a very irritable glassbeak...." she muttered flustered.

However when Rothyr mentioned chance of race the competitive glint in her eye enflamed. "That sounds perfect, Din and I need a little bit of healthy competition" . Little did Rothyr know Caehli was incredibly competitive.

[Rothyr Windbourne]

"You may have just found the wrong hole, and to some Glassbeaks may be a treasure if you can take one down." He said, thinking of his ax crafted from a Glassbeak's beak. It was a fine weapon and worth the risk. Not to mention, they kind of tasted like chicken.

"It's settled, then! We shall race tonight." Rothyr said, "We just have to find out where tonight's races will be held. Maybe there will be archery competitions, also... Caehli, you may have awakened the competitor in me! Normally, I am content to hunt on the plains, and return home. What have you done to me, girl?" He says with a laugh, it was true though, he lived a simple existence at home with his family. It was kind of nice mixing things up a bit.

[Caehli Galesong]

"Hm...That's true they're beaks are a prized token..not many women can slay a Glassbeak either...Although i'm still hopeful the treasure is out there" Caehli put the challenge in the back of her mind. It would be fun to slay a Glassbeak but that would have to wait for now.

"Alright then! Be prepared to lose Windbourne" she declared and elbowed him teasingly "I hope you're competitive! Because you'll need that fire to even catch up to my footfalls" she taunted arrogantly. Not she meant it but she loved getting a rile out of anyone. "I haven't done anything " she admitted "We just bring the best out of each other" she waggled her brows laughing.

Ganta smiled warmly and clapped his hands together. "Well I'll leave you to your competition then!' he exhaled and smirked " She plays dirty Rothyr be careful" he warned before bowing slightly "An honor to meet you though!" His eyes glinting in amusement before he disappeared into the crowds. A feat for such a tall man.

[Rothyr Windbourne]

"Have a good evening, Elder Galesong," Rothyr said with a wave as Ganta made his leave, "I look forward to our next meeting!"

"Well, if we bring out the best in each other, I should hope to race you then and se how you ride!" He said to her jovially, "Now, how will you race without a horse? I'll put the word out there's to be a race, while you find Din. It will be good to have some added competition. That way, at least, you might at least come in second," he finished with a laugh.

He had a plan, Rothyr did, and he hoped it worked. He always enjoyed using some of his Hunter's tricks, especially to win races. In the future, it would win him his nickname, Windbourne.