Kynrind held on, managing to keep ahold of her bow and arrows, but wasn't able to shake her mount's paniced run.<br/><br/>Anoria sat straight in the saddle and she dropped a shield around herself.  "That isn't very noble of you then. She has reason to be bitter, as do many of the Alliance. The methods used were.. deplorable," she said, edging her mount back from him. "I have little reason I will be kept safe and unharmed by you, priest or not. The reputation of the forsaken is well deserved, is it not?" Keeping an eye on him, she shook her head. "I'll have to decline," and took off after her sister.