The preserve, at the edge of the woods [Sunday evening]
Aravis hadn't been able to resist showing off Trenor a bit, and despite any and all quarreling earlier, she'd tacked up Trenor for two riders. (It was in the nature of her relationship with Cor, whatever it may be, that they ignore earlier conflicts when it suited them, anyway.)
She'd taken them for a ride along the edge of the beach until it got too cold for her tastes, though she...didn't hate sharing the saddle with him. For warmth's sake. Finally, Aravis led Trenor up to the preserve, because she knew it was time. Not because she particularly wanted to.
"This is where you came, isn't it?" she asked over her shoulder.
[for...myself, yes.]
She'd taken them for a ride along the edge of the beach until it got too cold for her tastes, though she...didn't hate sharing the saddle with him. For warmth's sake. Finally, Aravis led Trenor up to the preserve, because she knew it was time. Not because she particularly wanted to.
"This is where you came, isn't it?" she asked over her shoulder.
[for...myself, yes.]