Aislan frowned and stood from the ground. She looked at the horse, who had obviously been told to do something by Nardol.
"Rustal isn't the only one who is ill-tempered." Aislan commented quietly, though she knew the elf could hear.
"Well then, I wish you a safe journey wherever you go after this, and go easy on your leg." Aislan pat Rustal one more time, carefully, and walked back to where her pack was.
Aislan smiled at her horse Eruntale, who stood near her pack. Eruntale was a timid horse, and fled whenever she smelled or sensed something strange going on. Eruntale always came back though, if Aislan called her.
Aislan wished they would start off soon. She didn't like waiting around for things. Aislan was not very patient, though she tried her hardest to be so when it came to horses. It seemed also to Aislan that most of the company was ready to go.
[ December 19, 2002: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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