Armas softly guided the horses forward as they left the town. He was thoughtful about her feelings, especially how she felt about the horse. Luckily his worries relaxed when she found the food in the front compartment. He gently lead the horse to the wall and down the quiet night road. She seemed like she was thinking, processing the day's situations.<br/><br/>"I never doubted your sense of hygiene." he told her softly, closing his eyes as he listened to the forests. He let her rant on and when it got quiet again, he waited for her to speak again. Quietly he looked up and noticed the surrounding forests rustle with a herd of deer nearby and he softly tugged the horse back away from the wall just in case a wolf pack was following herd.<br/><br/>"I cannot gaurantee you'll get to go home, but if it comes to that. Yes, I will allow you to visit your home." He said softly, his voice quiet and somewhat hopeful, at least for her sake. Little did she know of her home and what had become of it. The little wolf princess honestly didn't have much to go back to and he would later decide if it was necessary to return her to what remained or forever hide her secret.