Ame yelped at the mental contact, whirling around to look for whoever must have sent it. A woman was riding in hard on her horse.
She frowned. [i]Who are you?[/i] She threw the thought out with her mind, only to "see" it disintegrate. She tried again, and that time she thought it went through.
Aery, as exhausted as she was, nodded weakly in response to the mental message. Rowan probably thought that she was insane, but... Oh well.