Ellyn had been searching for the livestock for a while now, coming across a few dead sheep and cattle. There had still been no sign of a horse; she let out a curse as she hopped over a fence. What the hell was this village? The village without horses? She clenched her jaw as she entered the third stable she had found, walking down the stalls. She was about to give up her search and find Alanna when she heard breathing. She paused; slowly walking down to the stall she had heard it. In the back, she looked into a stall, seeing a beautiful gelding, his coat shining in the dim lighting. He was beautiful. He was a horse that they needed to get to the King. The palomino snorted as he noticed her, as she opened the stall's gate. He moved around hesitantly, nostrils flaring at the unknown woman. Ellyn was cautious, not sure if the gelding would rear up. She muttered soft words to him, slowly nearing him.<br/><br/>The palomino watched her careful, not sure if she would attack him like the English, who had killed the others closer to the village. He bobbed his head up and down as he felt her touch him gently, she seemed nice enough. He allowed her to pet his neck, her fingers running through his mane. "Will you take me and my friend to the King," Ellyn asked, as if the horse understood her words. She had been taught that every living thing had his or her own thoughts, even the plants. The Gods took every living creature and plant into their arms; she would not disrespect them at this point, no matter how desperate she was for a horse. The gelding let out a snort and bobbed his head more. She smiled taking it was a yes and she searched for a saddle and bridle to put on him. He was a rather large steed but he seemed to have a kind heart.<br/><br/>Ellyn took a while putting on the saddle and bridle, making sure it was the correct size and she continuously petted him, gaining his trust. When she was finished, she placed her foot in the stirrup and hoisted herself upon the steed's back. He stomped his feet a bit and she wondered if he had any riders before. With a squeeze of her thighs, the palomino walked out of his room and out of the stable. "What a lovely horse," she murmured to herself, as she thought of how well trained and mannered he was. Her thoughts left her as she noticed soldiers coming out of one the cottages, sacks in their hands. She tensed hoping that they wouldn't look her way, unfortunately they had spotted her. Cursing, she squeezed her thighs tighter and the gelding took off in a canter. She told him which way to move as she looked for Alanna.<br/><br/>The sounds of hooves on cobbled stone resounded in the silent village. She cursed, not thinking that the English would have horses. Of course they did! She growled as she looked out for Alanna, turning a corner, she spotted her friend and she pushed the gelding faster. They needed to get out of here and fast. "Alanna! Grab onto me," she called out, her arm outstretched and her body leaning to the side. She hoped that Alanna would grab onto her and swing herself on behind her. That bow and arrow combination would definitely come in handy at this point. Emerald hues looked back to see about four soldiers on horse chasing after her. This journey was not going to go smoothly.