Lion Head Mesa That's a fine looking high horse

Swiftly, she was down in the chamber. Every nook and cranny, she gave attention to with a flank towards Eset's. In surprised hackles and wide eyes, all of her attention swiveled back to the woman as if she were a novelty to look at. A strange one. Her voice interrupted hers immediately. "I come with!"
Stepping beside her, she followed her stride.

"Or you stay here?" she asked. "You don't want drink? Very hot," she nosed the direction of the entrance. "Here shady?" was her next offer, her head coming to a small nod as she added. She wished to overwork herself? In heat?