Tara had nearly melded into the wall as she waited outside the tavern, and most people failed to even notice her there as they left.  The sheriff was not one of those people, and she pushed herself harder against the tavern wall and dropping her eyes so as not to glare death at the amazon.  She could see the feet of Valieriana, the tiefling, passing by her as she made practice of studying her shoes.  She let her eyes lift when she was sure the Sheriff was a safe distance away, and she found herself watching the back of Val as she headed for the stables.<br/><br/>Tara followed, not particularly stalking, but not speaking up either as she followed the woman to the stables.  She remembered that she had brought a horse with her, and she watched quietly as the woman readied her horse for the day.  Finally, she stepped out of the shadows.  She didn't have a horse, but she wasn't particularly fond of riding anyway.  She didn't dislike horses, persay, but she didn't  much like being on<em>top</em>of them.<br/><br/>"I was thinking that we might . . head in the same direction?"  She spoke up quietly, slipping back completely into her guise.  It wasn't that she didn't' trust the tiefling, but she didn't trust anyone to keep her secrets for her . . . so until further notice she was going to keep her guise close.  "I have some tracking experience, though not overmuch . . . two sets of eyes might be better than one."  She reached out to lay a han don the horses side, making comforting contact with him without getting her own body too terribly close.