"Okay, that'll be good.  I'll mostly be weighed down with my equipment, but you seem strong enough that it shouldn't be much of an issue for you to carry even something as big as a bear."  She nodded, making sure her boots were on right.  It had been a while since she'd gotten to test out the running properties of them, after all.  Once they were all set, Merame took the lead, holding her dire lance in front of her as if she were an infantry-cavalry unit, in a charge position.  The time in the morning went swiftly, and after having some more of the bear for lunch, they continued on in the afternoon.  It was still light out - though not by much - when they concluded their one hundred mile trek for the day, Merame calling for a stop when the boots were reaching their limit.<br/><br/>"Okay, that...that should be enough for the day," she told the Lunar woman.  "I guess we repeat the pattern from yesterday, no?"