The ride was fast, thundering across the plains and sending up dust. Why not? It wasn't like anyone was stupid enough to combat a Horsemen while on his best weapon. Though War found no signs the angels had come this way, he did not give up on the trail. Ruined cities always seemed to host someone or something that he was supposed to destroy.<br/><br/>Ruin seemed to read his Master, as he broke off course and trotted up to the cliffs at the side of the mountain, coming to a stop at the side of a cave. "We do not travel by night" he told her, looking up at the sky, before dropping off the horse and helping her down. "You must sleep" he told her, then looked in to the cave. It was pretty shallow, though deep enough to host a fire and to shield from the howling winds of the night.