Sanisa looked to Velkyn, then to her son; "you know, Veraka, you should go and check up on Blaze. I for one wouldn't want to know that you're newest friend, and mount, has run off in the midst of a snow storm."
The celestial woman eyed the mighty paladin as only a mother could before Neriah spoke up, her soft, purring voice obviously knowing what would get the aasimar going.
"Yes, my husband, you should listen to your mother. Besides I wouldn't wanna have you not have Blaze if we end up having to traverse more terrain. You would be carrying me for a longtime." As the fey'ri said this, there was a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she looked at Veraka with her glowing crimson orbs.
Veraka sighed; "are you sure you just aren't hoping for me to carry you, my dear?" he asked inquisitively. This caused Aurora to chuckle and Neriah to blush as the armored paladin sheathed his greatsword onto his back and went out to find Zarae bringing Blaze around, along with the other horses.
At Vel's question, Veraka laughed a bit, and then strode up to Blaze, brushing a platinum scale glove over the warcharger's black mane.
"Why Vel, a black horse, I know not what you mean," he said, the sarcasm evident in his voice as he was referring to Blaze, even though the stallion was armored in silvery mithral plating.
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