Axela whipped the sweat off her forehead. The trek through the woods in search of mordan had taken weeks but she finally thought she had found him. Smiling as she heard voices through the trees she need her steed forwards. It took a strong horse to carry her. Axela was a strange beast. A lizard, a woman strange. Her horse was used to her differences, the tail the claws. The fire. Axela was strange indeed but now was not time to focus on these things. Raising her nose to the air she sniffed out the group. There were quite a few bodies, not just her friend. She hoped that Mordan would vouch for her because if these people were around him he must trust them. So she did as well. A smile crossed her lips as she rode into the space where they were. It seemed like a gathering of sorts. Sliding a leg over the back of her black beast she walked towards mordan and the girl he was speaking to. â€œHello my friend.â€