Evangeline’s answers were a welcome relief to Far’s wearied mind, and though he felt a tug of guilt for not looking for his former home, he knew a rest would do him nothing but good. But perhaps he’d wait to explain himself in the morning… A good rest and he’d set out on his way, perhaps find a guide to help him find his way back to where he belonged… Then he’d locate his family and make sure all was well. Yes, it was all so simple. It would all be… quite easy… Certainly, all would be well.

Far’s fatigue weighed on him. His body felt heavy. All the excitement of the day was fairing to be more than he’d dealt with in a good while, hailing from a home where the major fears were large cats, bears, and his own kind. The scariest beasts did not reach them there, and had not for so long that they’d all but forgotten them in tales of legend. He was beginning to believe he was most certainly cursed, brought into a world where the legends were real and he’d likely be fileted on a stick by a giant before he could ever kiss the earth he loved...

As he was pondering all of this, Far nodded to himself. He could probably trust Evangeline, he concluded. After all, her dragon had had plenty of opportunities to fry him, and while perhaps the worst was only yet to come—ever the optimist—he knew that it wasn’t going to help him to tire himself out so with worry. After all, he’d come such a long way… It was only right to show appreciation to the welcoming committee. Bowing his head, he said, "Thank you for your kindness."

Then, quite suddenly—

Far could hear him before he could see him, crown lifting, ears pulling backwards, nostrils flaring, gold-rimmed eyes twisting towards the sky. Then, turning, the skittish creature snorted in surprise, backing up a step when he saw the winged marvel of gold. His eyes wide, the orange stallion stayed where he was but a fine shiver ran the length of him.

'I really bloody-well wish people would stop just bloody-well showing up like that...' he thought, though uncertain how he'd rather they did show up. As the other stallion extended and shook his feathers, Far thought, 'Well now the bloke's showing off...'

Yet, as the approaching creature's voice hit his ears in a wave, the tones were pleasing. He was reminded of Ciceron, and allowed himself to calm a bit. At least folks were friendly, even if they did scare the soul out of you.

Bowing again shortly, his nose to his knee, he straightened in a moment and tried not to stare at Kaj's immensely impressive wingspan...

" Uh pleasure... y-your highness. 'F-Far Fetched'... be m'name, sir. 'Far' if it pleases... He paused, glancing at Evangeline. "I was a bit uh... lost. This fine lady was showing me the uh... l-landscape..." He broke off, uncertain how to proceed and not terribly certain if he was using his manners appropriately. It had been a while since he'd had to call someone else 'your highness.' "And--'do for me,' y'say? Hah, no sir... What may I do for you? His mouth twisted into something he hoped was a smile, though the effort was obviously slightly forced and the look in his eyes gave him the image of someone mildly deranged. But hopefully, the other would see him as no threat, as he most certainly wasn't... Just a bit scared out of his mind.

Kaj Evangeline