The horse neighed now. The fire at its hooves died off completely as it trotted to a stop. Niniola looked up at the sky, noticing the brightening.
"It's almost Sunrise. We should probably get ready to scout. Now, can you you stop hugging my waist or...?"
"W-what?" Tayo yelled, jumping off from the horse as Niniola giggled.
Meanwhile, up above them, an Irunmole leaps into view. Or rather, shimmers into view from a beam of light that crashed down, sparks of light sporadically flying about.
He has white, finger length, full hair, wearing white leather armor that covered his upper and lower torso. His arms are bare, revealing the white bands of light that spiral around them to the open.
He rests his hand on the wall beside him, his eyes solemnly fixed on an activity before him.
The activity, being none other than the teasing of Niniola and the stiff-headedness of Tayo in the blue cloak.
