Paul
*Swinging his leg over the side of his horse, the Elf came to land on the ground with a quiet thud. He reached out his hand to grab at the rope that sat tied around the horse's snout as a way of guiding it and began to make his way through the streets of the city. Occasionally, Terrel would glance around to meet the gaze of other passerbys with the blank pig stare of his own.

He didn't know much about this city, but to anyone's knowledge, it would be best not to stare at any one person, lest attention wanted to be drawn to oneself. Terrel didn't like the thought, but that didn't stop him from silently observing the potential allies and enemies that flitted past without a moment's notice. 

Eventually, Terrel's gaze falls on Amos as he caught sight of the tall figure glancing towards his horse before walking on. From beneath the mask, an eyebrow raised in question not from the quick look he gave him, but rather how much he stood out despite wearing the clothing in an attempt to fit in. Terrel slowly pat the snout of his horse as he kept an eye on Amos for the time being. He kept at a distance as he followed, the quiet clopping of hooves sounding behind him.*
James
He paused near a market stall and paused to examine some winter vegetables (I think it's Winter? I dunno), buying a few and then straightens up. He did notice the sensation of being watched; Had grown familiar with it over time. Too much paranoia about slavers and city guard considering his work and escape. He begins to walk after thanking the merchant, moving away from the stalls with his bag, one hand on the back of his neck.

His horns made him easy to follow though, as did the discoloring of redness on his hands. 

Moving towards the less populated areas of the market, the horse made it a bit more obvious who it may be but... He shifted, looking for a quieter area, or somewhere where it would be more *Obvious* Who it was.
Paul
*Terrel began to slow his pace as the crowd started to thin out. He watched Amos stop by the market, his gaze slowly turning to follow him once he continued on his way. It wasn't hard for Terrel to keep the man in view, but he knew that the more he followed him out into the open, the more he would stick out, especially with the pig mask singling him out from most people around him.

Terrel wondered if the man was at all aware of the elf following him. He took another step forward then another, moving more lightly so as to quiet his progression only for it to be interrupted by a disgruntled snort from his horse. Terrel ignored his horse's disapproval, instead simply giving him a small pat on his snout to calm him as Terrel continued to follow.*