“Do you see that?” said Raneld. It was late afternoon, and we’d both been scanning the horizon in search of a good camping spot. Instead, though, he’d spotted what I saw only an instant later, a column of smoke rising up into the sky. I gave a whinny and nodded.
“If I were a sensible person, I’d probably steer us away from it. But I’m curious. There are several peoples that live on the plains. None of them are especially hostile, as far as I know. And we both know perfectly well that I’m not a sensible person at all. Want to go check it out?”
I nickered in amusement and nodded again, starting forward at a brisk walk.
The sun was kissing the horizon by the time we reached the source of the smoke. I knew enough of the people who lived here to be unsurprised at what we found. It was an enc
