Bang Bang, That Awful Sound {Open}

[Altaira]

The magic of this land allows all those who are going to and from the island to be allowed to walk the path provided. It opens up magically when you begin, and closes when you reach my home. I on the other hand—I prefer to swim. Altaira's deep blue eyes watched him, glimmering slightly with an unclear emotion. Once she processed the other's words, she laughed. It wasn't a particular loud or booming laugh, but it held mirth at his words. She was not laughing at him, merely what he said. Well, as they say. To each their own. It must keep you healthy and strong. Her words held the same amused tone that her laughter did. She gently shook her head, shoulder length mane becoming tousled before it settled against her pelt.

She momentarily watched him graze before looking up, taking in the pretty land. Altaira felt there was a possibility he had grown bored with her presence, but she didn't really care. He was the one who approached her, not the other way. It was true she was a bit rusty at communication. Not many horses jumped at the chance to speak with a murderer. As for my destination, I was heading to the summit of the mountain. Finding myself interrupted for one reason or another, I gladly take the swim once or twice a day now, just to keep my mind on the focus. The end game. I have much to atone for—so they say. What about you? Are you seeking shelter from this eternal blizzard? If you are, Ischia awaits… His words broke her out of her thoughts, and her eyes flickered over to him. Ischia. She tried the word out on her tongue in a murmur. From his previous words, she pictured the island, something she didn't remember seeing often. Hmmm. Ashley seemed to be a fair man, and there may be others she could get to know. Perhaps it would be good to try being a part of a herd again. If you don't mind having me. It was an unspoken acceptance, words giving enough to show that she would like to follow him to his home. It never hurt to try.