The pair stepped out of the now thinned out forest and into the vast desert before them. Note threw his head up, the smell of horses was almost overwhelming now. He was incredibly happy to be so near to other horses. He almost spread his wings out in joy by the thought of being with them - almost. He reminded himself of his scar and didn't dare to open them up. Ever.
Note looked at Lynx with a smile, then continued to observe their new surroundings. They were almost to where Lynx was leading him, he could feel it.
(I hope this doesn't sound too much like powerplaying. If it does, I'll edit it.)