They walked in silence for a few minutes as she led him through the fields in question. There were plenty of griffons out and about. Just because it was winter didn’t mean the farm work stopped, after all. The stallion eyed them all curiously as they went about, occasionally stopping, watching as a few of the serfs mended fences, or shored up an old shed, or fed the few grazing animals. She occasionally stopped and waited for him to catch up, wondering what he found so interesting.