Awinita followed, more comfortable now astride the horse. It had faster legs than she, hopefully faster legs than the demons. She didn't know the way they travelled and so she could not do anything but keep up quietly. Not that horses were all that quiet, especially the ones with tack. Even without, they stomped and snorted and smelled. It was a nice smell, a smell like home. So she didn't worry over it, they sought speed in any case did they not?<br/><br/>When they stopped to invite more people to come she looked from the demon to Morys. Were they insane? And who would be insane enough to take that offer? She was only here because the demons... well there was no choice but to flee. It wasn't as if she was going to aid demons. As the one with them had pointed out. Besides he'd been peaceful to them. So. The others had not. She didn't like bullying.<br/><br/>It was almost nice to be out. She took a deep breath of night air, and wondered if these new folk would be so insane as to tag along and court demon trouble. While the others spoke she let her horse walk to the water and drink. Stopping made her skin crawl with impatience, they were not far enough, not hidden.