Alistar------------------------Shasta
Alistar leaned against the fearsome looking Frightmare out of boredom. It was an action only loosely tolerated by the otherwise nasty-spirited creature, who tossed her flame-mane in annoyance at both waiting and being used as a leaning post. They seemed, for the moment, unified only in their shared annoyance at their latest charge. It was still winter outside, and while the Frightmare had a built-in heating system she didn't exactly like to be out in the cold anymore than the rest of the herd she lead. The two Cavallion were sure to agree had they been close enough to share a glance with their matriarch.
"These city types will never learn how to pack light..." The man muttered between the two of them before clearing his throat and speaking again with more gusto. "This isn't a beauty pageant, Miss! One bag, and one bag only! We're only going on a one week trek."