All Théadan's faux cockiness was seemingly rewarded by Navia, as her hand caught the back of his neck, and she drew him into another deeper kiss. This was definitely intended to be more satisfying, her tongue coiling against his, and filling his senses with her taste. It made Théadan regretful that she had to break the kiss, though considering the passion behind it, he now understood why Navia had hidden them behind Wyndagar and out of view of anyone else. She shrunk back down to her normal height, a satisfied grin on her lips, ending the temptation of their lips meeting again for another heated kiss. Navia was in agreement with his cocky attitude though, which rubbed his ego just the right way, allowing a bright smile to spread across his features. Oh but she couldn't resist her stirring up thoughts of what they could get up to when night fell and they went to bed. There was much he would enjoy giving her, but for now they had to move on, before their quiet word ended up stirring their arousal without anywhere to go to sate it.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Finding a map had proved easy enough, a man selling an abundance of them, while patiently sitting at his stall inking a copy of the ones he sold the most, was happy to sell them a map of Khlurios. It was folded and tucked away in one of the bags on Wyndagars back, and then they were continuing their walk through the market. All the various smell of delectable food did have Théadan's stomach grumbling, and his mind a whir with all the possibilities of what they might be. It all smelled so flavourful, but Navia suggested they find something to eat once out of the city, he duly nodded in agreement, deciding it was likely for the best. With his stomach growling it was likely he would buy a little bit of everything, and end up having far too much. For now they made do with buying a little food for the road, and then sought about finding themselves a second horse to lighten Wyndagar's burden.<br/><br/>Wyn had been very patient with them both, following them through the market, only occasionally brushing his face against them, or nibbling at their shoulders to make sure they had not forgotten about him. Théadan could see he was just itching to go for a run, that only became that much more obvious when they reached the stables with nice open field nearby, and the scent of other horses nearby. It was funny for Théadan to see Wyndagar's excited reaction, especially when it was paired with the visible excitement he could see on Navia's face too, they were both full of energy and having a thrilling day. It was a pleasure for Théadan to see. They were here to buy a horse first though, and as Navia pointed out, it was best Wyndagar met the horse first so they knew they would get along well together. The revelation of the name Navia's horse, left Théadan with a blank stunned look on his face. "Horse?" He parroted, bewildered how Navia ended up naming her horse that. "You named your horse, horse..." His stunned expression broke into laughter. "How old were you when Azva became your...<i>azva?</i>" He had to ask while shaking his head.<br/><br/>Théadan reached his hand to Wyndagar and gave him an affectionate pat to his shoulder. "I'm sure Wyn will get along with any horse - won't you?" He asked the horse who gave a small snort and shake of his head. He had remained close to Navia throughout their walk through the markets, but now Théadan took back hold of the bridle to guide Wyndagar forward into the stable. "Come on Wyn lets look at some horses." Wyn stubbornly dug his feet in though, no moving an inch. He spared a glance at Navia, then out towards the field. Clearly Wyndagar wanted to go for a run. "Look," Théadan said, reaching out to Wyndagar again, and guiding him to look at him once more. "I'm going to let you have a nice run around in that field, but first we have to help choose a horse for Navia, so that you don't have to carry the both of us across another country, okay?" Again Wyn snorted, but this time when Théadan gave him an extra tug, he reluctantly followed into the stables.<br/><br/>The stable was quite open, it had been built to shade the horses be it from the sun, or rainfall, but it remained open enough that the horses could happily walk out into the field when their stalls were opened. Théadan cast a quick glance across the horses that they had to choose from. It looked as though the Khluri had quite a good amount of variety to their horses. There was a blonde horse that caught Théadan's eye whose colour reminded him of summer days, there were some bred for farming with their strong stocky legs, others for sprints, and some similar to Wyndagar who were born to run long distances. He spied a horse that looked as though it could have been powdered white and that had him raising an eyebrow, leaning over to Navia. "Wow." He whispered, keeping his voice down for fear of any prices being driven up on the horses if he was overheard. "That breed of horse is very rare in Mes'Mo'Tan. Sold up there it would fetch quite a price."