Travelling

Once my belly was once again full we mounted our horses, and got moving. Faith would try to ask me a question, and since she was in the lead I would fall back every time she did. She had apparently gotten a good amount of supplies while I had been sleeping. My bag was stuffed with dry breads, and jerky of several different kinds. She had even procured a small trap.

She had put it in my saddle bag because she was convinced I would know how to use it better than her. She was right. I probably did know how to use it better than her. Fresh meat was better than rations any day. It was easy to avoid conversation on the road like this.

I needed the silence to think, and Faith kept asking about my curse. That irritated me more than anything. I had made it obvious that I didn't want to talk about it, and she persisted. I was bordering on anger by the time we made camp for the night. My horse was glad to be rid of the saddle, and bit.

Faith's horse didn't seem to need as much comforting as it did yesterday. Given enough time her horse would ignore my scent altogether. I let my horse loose to do as he pleased while Faith tied hers.

"How did you train your horse so well?" Faith suddenly broke the pleasant silence I had been enjoying the moment before.

"Years of practice," I dropped my saddle on the ground where I wanted to sleep.

I pulled the little snare out of my saddle bag, and went out into the woods to set it. It probably wouldn't catch anything, but I didn't really care. If it did than it did. After it was set I went back to the campsite to see what Faith had been doing in my absence. She had built a small fire, and was carefully eating some of her bread.

I pulled out a couple slices of my jerky, and unrolled my blanket.

"Why haven't you told me where we're going yet?" I laid down carefully with my sword tucked in close to my body.

"Maybe I'm doing it to peak your interest," Faith stared off into the darkness.

"Maybe you know I won't come if you tell me," I turned my back to her, and settled down to sleep.

Even her silence felt loud. It would be hard for me to sleep with all the noises I wasn't used to being able to hear badgering me.

"Can you cast that spell again?" I asked quietly.

"What?" her voice was much louder then mine, and it made me flinch.

"That spell that blocks sound," I kept my back to her, "Could you cast it again if you needed to?"

"Yes," Faith answered as she moved to lay down herself, "I could if I needed to."