*Remainders*Ammit

The black egyptian arabian cantered to the prarie, making sure Conan stayed astride her. As she came to the spot where Aralyn had been, she halted.

Aralyns gun lay on the ground, and tire tracks could be seen as well as coolant. Aralyn had shot at the truck that had taken her away, hitting the radiator. Smart girl, they couldn't have gone to far. But indeed, they had made it to Ethans house. A storm was brewing over head, the wind whipping at Ammits mane and tail. Snow began to fall, whipping around and stinging the mares eyes but she remained calm and still. Must....Be good.

Inferno

The albino titan didn't say anything as he followed Ammit. There was a deadly glow in his orbs. If someone would do this to his lady they were going to die. he saw the trail and picked up a canter moving by Ammit the halted and pivoted back massive weight rearing high into the skies.
Ammit stay away let him ride me. I can get there faster not to mention I am stronger. Get him to carry the riffle too.

Ammit

She didn't know whether to feel relief or regret at having to leave. Although she was a hardy little mare, the storm was getting worse by the minute and already she could tell that she wouldn't be able to make it into the mountains where they had taken Aralyn. So, the little mare did the only thing she could think of that would make Conan get off. She reared suddenly and pivoted hard, a jerking motion that hopefully would dislodge him but not cause him any harm. She didn't want to hurt him, she just wanted to get the message across.

Conan

Conan had been examining the signs around him: Aralyn's gun, tire tracks, and the distinctive stench of motor oil and other engine fluids. He was surprised to feel himself rising into the air. He fought to stay astride his mare, but when his legs finally surrendered their grip, he curled into a ball and took the blow mostly on his shoulder. He grunted a little, but came up only rubbing his shoulder as he stared at his mare, not angry but puzzled. Ammit? What's wrong, girl?

Inferno

Inferno nodded to Ammit.
Azul a wolf and his brother White Noise are on their way to the farm they will be there to help protect you and the other.
Inferno moved upon Conan. His maw was placed upon the male's shoulder. Stepping back he kneeled down trying to get Conan on his back. He knew he could make it to the moutains but he needed Conan to help him get his mistress back. He hoped he would understand and hoped he could hold on.

Conan

The boy's puzzlement grew as Inferno came forward of his own accord and touched him, but he at least had enough prescence of mind to grab hold of the rifle before turning toward the mountain that was Inferno. It took all the muscles he had to vault up onto Inferno's back, speaking softly to Ammit. Go look aft'ah Psyche for me. I'll be 'ome soon. He reached out a hand to run along her side for strength and courage before turning away.

Finally, he spoke to Inferno, his voice hard in a way that it had never been. Come on then, Inferno. Let's go get our friend back.

Inferno

He was doing this for his lady not cause he liked the male but he was slowly growing on the brute. He snorted his eyes growing hard as he start toward the moutains as the storm grew only stronger.

Conan

The boy wound his free hand in Inferno's mane, bracing himself against the biting wind. He did not have a coat, but he wasn't going to let that stop him. Balancing the gun comfortably on his hip, he held on grimly as Inferno began to head away.