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</div><br/><br/>As they traveled the breeze grew steadier, making the tips of the grass dip and sway like dancers in a line. Riot’s gaze brushed the tops of the grass, enjoying the slight change in the lightly rolling terrain. He had rarely had this vantage point on the route from New Haven to the Outpost since he normally walked. Though he was taller than most, he decided he enjoyed the advantages of a view from horseback. Perhaps, when they returned, he would have to find a way to fit one of these fine animals into his life.<br/><br/>He noticed the brunette before him pull her horse aside, then rummage in her bag for some items. Slowing, he paused his horse as she dismounted. She looked at him with a different look than she had when she stormed out from behind the building earlier. It was not a look he was accustomed to.<br/><br/><i>"Can you help me?" She asked, holding out the reins of her horse for him to hold. "I need to get up a bit higher but my horse keeps moving." </i><br/><br/>“I’m sorry, what?” He squinted slightly as he tried to figure out what she meant by ‘get up a bit higher’. Was she saying she wanted to get up higher on the crest of one of the rolling knolls? The terrain had a slight roll, but there were no hills about. There was no ‘higher’ to be seen as far as the eye could reach.<br/><br/><i>"If maybe you could keep your horse still and let me get up behind you?" She suggested.</i><br/><br/>He blinked slowly, giving her a steady look as he tried to figure out what she meant. He nudged his horse to flank hers and bent to take the reins, then slid them through a loop at the rear right of his saddle to pony hers horse to his. “Of course, whatever you need; but do it quickly,” he suggested. The Red Giant was closing in on them. If they continued to block his path there was no telling how the Huge One would react, and he wasn’t keen on getting on Grimsson’s bad side on day one along with the giant warrior’s.<br/><br/>If she was about to wander off into the grass, he would call out to her to stop, but otherwise he would let her be. Women, after all, were strange creatures. Their ways were mysterious and only a fool would try to understand them. It was best to accept their curiosities and let them be.<br/><br/>They had a long trip to the Outpost, and though it was not mapped the route had been established through the Grasslands. Once there, it would be virgin territory for them to explore. Their road led almost directly into the morning sun, dipping occasionally north or south slightly, but as long as one traveled towards the sunrise and followed the path, they would eventually reach the small settlement. Beyond that, the broken terrain of rough, rocky ground and trees were as much a mystery as women were, and as dangerous. But if they tread carefully and had courage, there might be great riches to be found.