[center][hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be]Kyra[/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Keystone
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	Kyra didn't want to wait until they were underway but she understood why Keystone didn't want to just start ripping things open right then. There was no telling what was under the canvas in those crates and there was a heavy covering of whatever it was by perfumes and potpourri. It was obvious that Cremwise didn't want people to know. So Kyra simply nodded, agreeing to wait until the time was right. They would find out soon enough she figured, it wasn't like the man was going to just go and run off in the middle of a war zone without an escort. He seemed to like the fact that more and more were joining up with the crew. She figured it was because none of the newer additions were asking questions and seemed to be providing a better meat shield; free of charge. 

	Things seemed calm enough, people were chatting and getting along. No one seemed to be fighting or scoping out things. The scent of the fowl cooking was pleasant and it seemed that they would be able to eat soon enough and be on their way. Ash yawned in the back of the wagon, resting and licking his fur as he cleaned off the blood from the rabbit he had caught earlier in the day. Kyra stuck close to Keystone but her eyes darted about, mostly watching Cremwise. He was fine at first, just puffing away on his pipe but after a little bit he seemed to be getting nervous. [color=a187be]"Something isn't right,"[/color] Kyra whispered as she stepped around Keystone, letting his large frame black of her from view as she unlaced her bow from her back and nocked an arrow into place. 

	She was right, Cremwise tried to take a hold of the reins without anyone noticing, acting as if he was moving them to the side so he could get better comfortable. It was convincing enough for a moment until he moved them again. It was but a split second later that he yelled out "Yaw!" and snapped the reins against the back side of the horse, it whinnying loudly before the cart took off down the still muddy road. Ash's head coming up quickly to look around and staring at Kyra as it started to pull away.

	[color=a187be]"Son of a..."[/color] Kyra grumbled  as she started to run after it, dipping into the forest and up a tree. She was better in the trees than she was on the ground and as long as they lined the path, she figured it was her best bet. Maybe Sana should have stuck it out for this part of the day, Epona would have been able to keep up without trouble but Sana was elsewhere and dealing with something of her own. Even with the cart on the back and weighed down; it was obvious that this horse was a bit stronger and faster than he should have been. In fact at the rate he was moving, even Kyra was having trouble keeping him in sight. There was no reason this horse shouldn't have been able to pull the cart out of the mud earlier.