Amal was one of the poorer horsemen of Araby, prefering to leap and duck and swing and run than ride (at least on horses). However, that still made him quite good by northmen standards, and the stallion they rode whipped wildly in the wind as they moved further south, going at least a half a dozen miles before they halted long enough for Amal to haul Emmaline up and right her on the saddle so she could hold on to his midsection. Up ahead, the two moons shined brightly, and Amal navigated by their light as they made good time over the next few hours. As the night progressed, the mountains began to open, though that did little to make the two intrepid theives feel better, due to the opening now taking on the appearance of the vast maw of jagged, razor sharp teeth that they desperately tried to ride out of. 

Thankfully, past midnight, they made it out of the pass and Amal slowed the stallion down, setting the beast as a canter as they traversed over a few scattered creeks amid the ubiquitously placed trees of some wooded area Amal couldn't even guess. After the third stream, they followed it, not knowing if it lead east or west, but continued down a path Amal spotted until the horse was likely too tired to continue. 

"Keep your hands and feet atop the horse until the beast makes a complete stop, please," Amal joked wryly, glancing back at his girlfriend. Her chin was pressed onto his sunbaked shoulder, and he rolled his muscled shoulder gently to cause her to stir. He smiled. It was a strange feeling, two promiscuous people shacking up and suddenly being monogamous, at least until one of them was dead. If it was a cruel joke, Amal didn't find the cruel part of it. He was interested in her as the day he found her wandering the streets of Al-Hiekk. 

"Let us stretch our legs a bit, and if your bottom is still sore, I'll carry you." He told her. The thief was no stranger to wishing for comforts, but he could carry heavy loads like a mule, and for Emmaline, he was always ready. He hopped off and helped the horse to the stream so it could have some well earned water, stroking the beast's mane, before he helped Emmaline to the ground.