[@RaeoftheLight] At mention of his horse Azerus froze for a second, the recollection causing a faint expression of hidden guilt. But it passed on by.

With a yawn Azerus looked up to the starry night sky.
[i]"Nice night for camping."[/i] he says with a soft smile.

He looks down at Moeasha's cloak.
[i]"Ah, it can wait till were back at fairytail. These bumpkins probably couldn't fashion me anything decent anyway."[/i] with that he ensures the cloak is firmly wrapped around himself and not going anywhere.