Lostlondwen watched Callo walk towards his horse, Melimo. It was a nice horse. A nice horse for a nice person, Lostlondwen tought. She had got the impression that Callo was encouraging, and very understanding. It was like he had read her mind, and that he actually cared about what people were thinking.
She crossed the camp, and over to her beloved horse Laurelin. She was eating of the green soft grass. And seemed to be very happy indeed.
"Sorry," she muttered in a low voice. Lostlondwen saddled up the eating horse.
"We are leaving," she said more determined.
"No more eating of this soft grass for a while," she continued, and gave a little noise, which was meant to be laughter.
Lostlondwen mounted the horse, which didn't seem to like the idea of leaving, and rode over to Elentari, and those who were ready to leave.
She was ready. They were here togheter. They were going to take this dragon, and she was going to find her mother.
The conversations, that were going on, broke off. It was time to let Elentari give orders. They all listened very carefully.
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Scully: Homer, we're going to ask you a few simple yes or no questions. Do you understand?
Homer: Yes. (Lie dectector blows up)
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