<strong>Sylria</strong>, On Horse [Lilian Montague, Sylria]<br/><br/>I give another cry of alarm as my legs begin slipping, trying hard to stay on the horse.  I finally see where she is going, and hear her words, and just tell her. "Wait!  They will just follow us there, and we will be without defense!  Besides, I know not how to ride, or do anything else in the woods! Just...please, stop!"<br/><br/>I glance at the ground again, wondering if I would be safer if I just jumped and hid myself in the grass.  Who<em>were</em>these people?  But then, that was a question she asked about everyone that she came across.