"Neit...." he started his words dying as the door flew open. He stared dumbfounded at the old man and his wild mat of tuffed hair and brandishing his staff while screaming at the top of his lungs absolute nonsense. He felt the rains leave his grasp and didn't realize what was happening until he heard the cry<span style="font-style: italic">'hurry'</span>He turned and saw they were already racing away. He cursed and took off at a dead run. If Isa hadn't slowed the mare down he'd have never caught up. As it was he was panting and gasping for breath when he stumbled to her side. He grabbed the rains and flipped up behind her just as the horse took up speed again. He'd barely seated himself and gotten the rains into his hands before Mer set a faster pace at a full gallop in the wrong direction. Cursing his luck he steered her hard and it was quite a battle.<br/><br/>"HOLD ON" He shouted as the mare fought him for her lead. IT didn't take long, but it was a wild ride as he got her under control and headed way too fast in the right direction at least. Sher couldn't slow her down anymore then he could regain his breath as he raced down the hill towards the road. At least they were headed in the right direction.