Darin didn’t like the way the Elf attempted to make sure it was just a journey for her mother. It made the girl warry. There was something about how eager the Elf was to know how long she had been traveling that set her on high alert. Though it was odd how quickly she gave up on that line of questions. Darin wasn’t going to answer any questions unless the Elf insisted. When the cat got off of her Darin slowly sat up.

Maybe she wasn’t the brightest, but she said, “A ride would be awesome. Greyrock is far enough.”

Darin didn’t actually know if that was far enough. She had no idea where Greyrock was in relationship to where she was now. She didn’t know where it was related to the whole of Astra either. Of course, she didn’t know where she was in relation to all of Astra, so it’s not like it mattered. The village she called home had no maps. Darin wasn’t really bothered by the fact that was lost. She had to travel all of Astra. She was hoping not all of Astra, but it could be all of Astra. She supposed she should be at least a little worried. It wouldn’t do to spend years wondering in circles. Maybe there would be a map in the Greyrock place.

Darin stood up and slowly approached the horse, “Well I don’t know who you’re looking for, but I needed your help down, and I guess that I need your help out of this forest. So, it’s good you came by.” She shrugged, “Maybe they’re in Greyrock.”

Darin was pretty positive that she was the girl the Elf was looking for. She didn’t know that for sure, but the way the Elf was talking about the girl needing her help, and the feeling Darin was getting made her willing to bet that she was looking for the person who had The Seed. Since that was her, she was being sought after. Darin wasn’t going to tell her that though. She wasn’t sure how much of this was a ruse to get her to trust the Elf. Right now, she couldn’t trust anyone.

Still, she was tired of walking. She had been doing nothing but walk for the past three months. Even before all her supplies were stolen Darin couldn’t ride the pack mule. There were two reasons for this. The first was that the mule wouldn’t move with people on its back. It was just that stubborn. The second was that Darin didn’t know how to ride. She never had a reason to. She worked a small farm in a small village. Though that reason did lead to her current predicament.

Darin looked at the horse with confusion on her face, “Um. How do I get on?” She slowly backed away, “Maybe this isn’t a good idea. I don’t know how to ride.”

Now that Darin was thinking about it properly this was a terrible idea. The Elf had her cat pin Darin to the ground and started demanding things she had no real right to demand. Darin had no clue where Greyrock was or even what kind of town it was. For all she knew it was a den of less than honest people. This whole adventure had her on edge. She had always been less trusting than most people, but now she was down right twitching with distrust. She wasn’t even sure what way was the right way anymore. She was convinced she was losing her mind.