Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-25038310-20150611203949

Jon rolled his eyes, before leaning over and grabbing the reigns of Lylair's own horse.

"Come on.. it'll be a breeze and we'll have found them before we know it," He said, trying to sound enthusiastic. Although it did sound abit monotone and gruff.

"Promised."

He pulled both reigns towards the direction of where the 'scouts' had gone off to earlier.