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[Light]

She softly hums a bit and turns back to the counter, "I don't really remember why."

[Етеяиiту]

"oh...well at least you know it wasn't so bad as to make you stay away forever" he said

[Light]

"Yes," she agrees, her mood lightening, "but I believe that even if it was something terrible, I'd go back anyways. It's still home."

[Етеяиiту]

He shrugged, he wasnt allowed home, he would be killed if he was seen.

[Light]

She stands up from the stool slowly, her soft-soled boots barely making a sound as she places them on the ground, "I need to grab my other bag," she informs him, "It shouldn't take me but a few minutes,"

[Етеяиiту]

he nodded "alright"

[Light]

She disappears to the back of the inn where they kept the rooms, some of the boisterous noise that had faded earlier at Zeil's arrival returning.

[Етеяиiту]

He just sat there and waited, letting the creature sip at a shot glass full of water

[Light]

She comes back a few minutes later, rubbing her mouth with her sleeve before moving it back under her cloak. Her bag had joined the other that she had been clutching earlier on her back, the two strapped and held together by a leather belt.

[Етеяиiту]

HE picked at the creatures wings and then seeing her he stood up "ready?" he asked his hood had been put back on and his face unseen.

[Light]

"Yes," she answers in a light and happy tone, a smile completing it. She keeps her hood down instead of pulling it back up like he had.

[Етеяиiту]

he led her out the door, his creature sitting on his shoulder as he opened the door to the beautiful scenery of lightly falling snow, covering the already covered ground, the trees were bare and the sun was still shining through. The only thing that disturbed this beauty was the dangerous look of three terrifying beasts covered in fur with long faces called horses.

[Light]

Atlas moves through the snow in a slow pace towards the horses. She stares at them in wonder, "So those are what horses look like," she says to herself.

[Етеяиiту]

"just these horses, none other like them" he said petting their noses which from their nostrils emitted a smoke.

[Light]

"I like these." She decides, "I think they're pretty," she leans up on her tip toes and raises her hand in up to one slowly.

[Етеяиiту]

the horse touched its hot nose to her hand, but the feeling was a sensation, not painful, it felt nice in the cold weather. He smiled under the hood and then grabbed two English style saddles from the railing that were black, the horses had bridles on already.

[Light]

Atlas coos a bit at the horse, her lips curled into a child like smile. She watches Zeil fix the horses curiously, never having seen it done before.

[Етеяиiту]

Once he was done he offered her a hand "do you need help up?" he asked

[Light]

She looks at the height of the horse and nods, "yes, thank you," she takes his hand, keeping her other on her dresses skirt.

[Етеяиiту]

He helped her up onto the horse and smiled, "you know how to steer right?" he asked