[The Fifth]

Calad leant forward on the horse, feeling the steed's hooves clomping against the ground as it broke into a full gallop, along with the other horses carrying the others. Of course, Collette's stubborn pony refused to go, but soon was convinced into following along. (Sorry to powergame, but no one else is responding..) The night sky was indeed fading. It was turning into moderate mix between a periwinkle and grey color, the bottom portion of the sky pink and outlining the clouds which were hinted earlier in the night.

The elf looked up, glancing tiredly at the others who rode by. The scenery flashed by, green trees, green grass, and the Misty Mountains loomed up like great snowy towers in the distance, ominous in the lightening sky. He could remember this place from earlier travels.