Rowena too seeks safety in numbers. It's natural, as a prey animal, so have such feelings. But she too, feels the weariness from their journey sinking into her bones. Rowena heaves a deep sigh and offers a nod of agreement. "First thing then. We'll go to the Ridge."
The dark mare continues her grooming for just a little while longer before taking her leave. She gently pulls away from Osiris, and from the water's edge. She instead pulls up alongside Elvira to graze in the fading light of day. As her jaw works, so does her mind. Images of what they might find on the ridge tomorrow play behind her eyes. She sees Vodnik and Macabre, though she knows at least one of them cannot be there.
OOC: We can end this here. Do you want to start a new thread in the Ridge?
