"She's been waiting for you to return," Elreth said to Ariadne, chuckling. "What, you thought she wasn't smart enough to notice you haven't been here in months. Go see her." As Ariadne started walking round the house the man turned to Daric. "You're about to witness something few humans have seen in centuries."<br/><br/>He led Daric around the house, to a surprising view. Somehow hidden by the house, the back half of the clearing was dominated by a paddock containing three horses. Two would not have looked out of place in a human army, but their companion stood out immediately: a tall, black haired horse whose legs seemed to be nothing but muscle. At that moment though it was nuzzling Ariadne affectionately.<br/><br/>"Her name is Silver," Elreth said to Daric. "She is pretty much the last descendant of the great Elven steeds of old to live north of the Great Sea. She is so...independent there is only one rider she has ever allowed on her back." He paused for a moment. "I hope Ariadne forgives me for telling you this, but her friends will tell you she has had only two true loves in her life: one is Silver, the other...all I will say is, if you are brave enough, ask her why she keeps an arrow for if her and Myraz ever cross paths."