The Stables, Wednesday afternoon

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

When Karal had left Andrew, he'd gone down to the stables and he'd been there ever since. Being with Trenor made him feel better, no matter what was happening, and he'd spent the day polishing tack and his horse until both gleamed.

As he leaned on the stall door, his realisation from earlier came back to him. "Altra, do you think you could go and find Aravis?"

:I don't want to leave you alone,: the 'cat protested.

"I'll be fine, Altra. Please? Trenor and I will hear anyone who comes by."

Grumbling, Altra went, Jumping out. Ten minutes later, he Jumped back. :She's on her way.:

Karal nodded and tacked Trenor up, before leading him out of his stall.

[ooc: just for the person that was fetched, please.]

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[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"That sounds perfect," she decided, even though she didn't like the preserve. On horseback, it wouldn't be a problem.

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

It did, even if it was going to be strange not be riding Florian. With a quick smile, he followed Altra to the main door and pulled it open so Aravis could lead Trenor out.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

She did, carefully and gently, smiling softly. "You'll have to tell me if we go too fast."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"I will," he promised. "Thank you, Aravis."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"No thanks needed, Karal," she said softly.