Rita smiled up at the large woman on her steed, she looked so heroic like this, a knight on a field of gray skies, in times like this it was hard to imagine the meager attitude hiding behind the stoic look in her eyes. Grinning, Rita took the massive hand in hers, and with Tristans help, she nimbly made it onto the large horse. She sat comfortably in front of Tristan, able to lean back into her embrace... she felt so safe here.<br/><br/>The halfling perched her small pointed ears and smelled the air, she felt connected to her, the goddess of the heavens, today she felt truth linger in her mind, "Something wicked lurks in our near future... When the gray skye meets the green fields, so shall the monster hiding in the green turn gray... and it's hunger shall be red...." she whispered and looked up at Tristan with a worried expression, she knew the woman was not a huge fan of hearing inevitable bad things happening... understandably...<br/><br/>Tristan appeared taken aback. Her usual grin sank into an uncertain expression, but she hastily snapped back with a chuckle. "Ahahaha... hungry monsters... uh, that stuff's all metaphorical, right?"<br/><br/>Rita grinned back at her companion "well if that's what you need to believe" she said patting Tristan's stomach assuringly, though she doubted Tristan could even feel it through the armor. "lets go slay some gray stuff in the rain!" The halfling pointed towards the horizon.<br/><br/>as the two started their journey onwards, Rita started jokingly assuring Tristan that they had nothing to worry about "you know what's gray and come from green fields? mice! it's probably going to be a hungry mouse out for our rations." she smiled to her companion, trying to cheer her up. Rita wasn't very worried, she knew that whatever she would face, things would be ok with Tristan by her side.