Continuing an easygoing pace, despite the quicker wagons passing by. Traveling along the dirt road stretching out endlessly, passing several forked paths, endless fields of grassy plains. The air was getting colder, though he hadn't noticed with his thick fur, but crisper once they had left the city behind. Their only obstacle for the entire hour was the occasional bump.

[i][color=0072bc]"Wonder how long she's been withdrawn from the outside world. She seemed surprised at what happened back at the stables, I hope she'll be able to react under pressure."[/color][/i] Bastian thought, looking to his left, finally spotting a dense wooden area. He pulled off the road and stopped the horse. Jumping down, walking to the back of the cart.

[color=0072bc]"Do you have any training in combat or self defense?"[/color] Bastian questioned crossing his arms, tail lightly swaying. [i][color=0072bc]"It's very likely I'll have to train her some basic techniques."[/color][/i]