Her heart raced when he approached. At first she feared it was a different paint come to get her. The fear was quickly replaced by terror that it might have been his father. His nose touched her shoulder and she trembled with relief that it had been him. She touched his nose gently, hoping to alleviate some of his annoyance with her. I wanted to see what this place was… she said softly. She wanted to be brave.
Her ears flicked back and forth and at last she nodded, knowing in the end she would have followed him to the end of the world. She looked past him in the direction of the ocean and shivered a moment. The swim would be cold, and possibly rough due to winter’s temper. She had been invited to Luthien once before and could not recall the feel of the air there. Excitement still flickered in her though. At last, she would be able to go where Ruger went and finally have a place to call her home at his side. She tried to ignore the misgivings, the worries and the fears. Fate had brought them back together and at last he would not hide her away from his sight. She would not be tucked away.
Zimri turned back to him and grinned hopefully. Take me home?