Nenunial spared a quick glance over her shoulder, eyeing Arieanne distrustfully, as the death knight tightened the various buckles and straps of her mount. The offer of healing last night had sent a pang of fear and sorrow through her. Once, she had been able to accept that. Once, she had been the one to offer it. But, now she lived in fear of the Light, something that she had once sworn to protect. The dead horse whickered, the sound coming from a ruined muzzle. Nenunial gave a brief smile as she patted her companion's head. The steed had served her in life, as it now did in death. Long ago, she would have though the gesture was of friendship, bringing the horse back. But now, farther away from -his- grasp, the thought made her grimace. The draenei leaned forwards, crooning a whisper into it's ear "How I wish I could set you free. Your tormented soul deserves that, my friend. We've been through too much, you and I, for you not to deserve a release. But, if HE ever knew-" She surprised herself, the whisper carrying more emotion than she had shown altogether for the past few years. -I thought that being a part of the Scourge took away your emotions-, she told herself, silently and bitterly, -Now it has just made the return of them more surprising, and no doubt more dangerous, then they ever were in life-.
Arieanne held up a worn leather backpack, checking to see if there was room among the saddlebags. It didn't seem like it, so she shrugged the pack on, patting the head of her mount. The giant cougar purred, leaning into her hand. The girl giggled, scratching under the massive cat's ears. A kind of excitement burned through her veins. Was it the bloodlust, the thought of finally taking her revenge? Or the prospect of finally traveling again, with a new companion, someone who didn't seem to want to kill her? She shrugged the thoughts off, thinking only of the road. As her mount stretched luxuriously, she clambered on, readying herself for the long ride. The girl settled in the saddle, caught hold of the reins, and turned to Nenunial. The Death Knight returned her gaze, but seemingly tentatively, with a distrustful look in her eyes.
Arieanne's brow furrowed in thought. What could this mean? Was Sebastian right, that Nenunial was not to be trusted? She looked over at the Death Knight again, saying "All set?"
Nenunial nodded, the strange look disappearing from her eyes. Her mouth curved upwards into a tiny and brief smile, motioning for Arieanne to take the first steps of their journey. A journey that, though they didn't know it, would take the two women through countless dangers, many leagues of hard travel, and succeed in igniting the spark of friendship between them.
Arieanne returned Nenunial's smile, albeit with a much larger grin. Any thoughts of the trustworthiness of her newfound companion were tucked away into the back of her mind. Tucked away, but not forgotten. With a nudge of her feet, the cat let out a roar, and set off down the cobblestone road, the sound of hooves thundering after her.
"Roads go ever on and on..."
Arieanne held up a worn leather backpack, checking to see if there was room among the saddlebags. It didn't seem like it, so she shrugged the pack on, patting the head of her mount. The giant cougar purred, leaning into her hand. The girl giggled, scratching under the massive cat's ears. A kind of excitement burned through her veins. Was it the bloodlust, the thought of finally taking her revenge? Or the prospect of finally traveling again, with a new companion, someone who didn't seem to want to kill her? She shrugged the thoughts off, thinking only of the road. As her mount stretched luxuriously, she clambered on, readying herself for the long ride. The girl settled in the saddle, caught hold of the reins, and turned to Nenunial. The Death Knight returned her gaze, but seemingly tentatively, with a distrustful look in her eyes.
Arieanne's brow furrowed in thought. What could this mean? Was Sebastian right, that Nenunial was not to be trusted? She looked over at the Death Knight again, saying "All set?"
Nenunial nodded, the strange look disappearing from her eyes. Her mouth curved upwards into a tiny and brief smile, motioning for Arieanne to take the first steps of their journey. A journey that, though they didn't know it, would take the two women through countless dangers, many leagues of hard travel, and succeed in igniting the spark of friendship between them.
Arieanne returned Nenunial's smile, albeit with a much larger grin. Any thoughts of the trustworthiness of her newfound companion were tucked away into the back of her mind. Tucked away, but not forgotten. With a nudge of her feet, the cat let out a roar, and set off down the cobblestone road, the sound of hooves thundering after her.
"Roads go ever on and on..."
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