Once Lightheart saw that the other two had caught up, she slowed to an easy trot and looked at Mytho. He sounded exactly like a child and was most likely not much older than herself, being 14. Turning sharply to the left, she drew a quick breath before answering him. "Yes, Mytho, I live here. Or at least I used to. My people don't like the thought of the chieftains daughter healing an enemy," Lightheart laughed jokingly, hopping that what she had said hadn't upset the young lion too much.