She slipped off the horse, tying it to a tree surrounded by fresh grass for it to feed upon. She stretched, arching her back until it cracked, then stretching her legs and arms in turn, occasionally glancing over to Tehvar. How he wasn't exhausted from riding horseback for hours on end was beyond her. She removed her pack and put it next to his, but something made her give a cautious look towards him. She wanted to see what was inside the bag.<br/><br/>Carefully sticking her hand in, she could feel glass vials, clothes, and something that made her withdraw her hand with a gasp as if a snake was in there and had bitten her. She bit her lip, gingerly pulling out a studded collar and a leash attached to it. Dropping it with a clatter, she stood up, looking worried and yet furious. "No, nononono! You can't expect me to wear... THAT! Even if it is to keep up the masquerade, I can't!" She sat down, knees close to her chin, "I can't... not again." she murmured, recalling the horrid time she spent at the auction house.