A tall elf emerged from a pathway in the trees that edged the Green Heart's clearing, his short dark hair ruffling int he breeze as he stepped out onto the grass. Behind him, a massive Black horse meandered along, occasionally butting into the Prince of Corin's back with his soft nose.
Ro reached up without looking and found Ziv's muzzle with one hand, giving him an affectionate pat as the walked together across the grass. The horse wore no tack, there was no need, he was an intelligent creature and trained to follow the subtle pressure of his companion's knees when they rode together.
"Are you going to be able to amuse yourself?" the half-elf asked the Obsidian Stallion. The horse blew through its nostrils and bobbed his head. He could smell the waterfalls and pool behind the Inn and knew exactly where he was going.
"All right then."
He watched Ziv go, then made his way up the stairs onto the porch... suddenly felt watched, and turned to eye the squirrel warily. "You... you just never mind."
Pushing open the door he stepped inside and eyed the group near the bar with curiosity. There was an extra redhead today, and a blonde.
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