Sira thought it over, leaning back and sinking down in the water to dunk her head again before responding. She had often considered what would happened if she just left, even though she doubted she would ever actually do it. More likely she would go on one of the trade flights, as Azira mentioned.
"I'm sure he would let me leave.. actually, now that I think of it, I know he would, especially because I don't have a rider. Rider's take up a lot of space, but they could turn me into a pack mule. They already use me to transport stuff back and forth between Thunder Bay."
The more she thought about it, the more she knew that much was true. The Valintar would gladly send her off on trade missions. It would be more efficient. He was all about that. Sira didn't enjoy being a pack mule though. As uncomfortable as a saddle could be, a pack saddle was far worse. And they seemed to pack on way more extra weight than the weight of a single Endal.
Azira would probably have more trouble leaving, actually. Even if she could find an Endal to take her, she was right, she was a hunter. She was important.. but still, if she wanted to go see the world, it wasn't as if she couldn't go. Even the Dek weren't slaves, anybody could leave if they wanted to.
"It wouldn't be irresponsible."
Sira moved a bit closer, more next to Azira now than across from her. It was an unconscious move but it got her closer to the Avora. She stretched out her legs a bit, sinking down into the water for a moment to wet her hair again.
"You are important, but if you want to get away for a while.. You can't feel bad about that. Sometimes I stay out in the wilderness for days just to get out of the city. Oh.. and the back of Wind Reach isn't all that great, it's just a bunch of mountains."
"I'm sure he would let me leave.. actually, now that I think of it, I know he would, especially because I don't have a rider. Rider's take up a lot of space, but they could turn me into a pack mule. They already use me to transport stuff back and forth between Thunder Bay."
The more she thought about it, the more she knew that much was true. The Valintar would gladly send her off on trade missions. It would be more efficient. He was all about that. Sira didn't enjoy being a pack mule though. As uncomfortable as a saddle could be, a pack saddle was far worse. And they seemed to pack on way more extra weight than the weight of a single Endal.
Azira would probably have more trouble leaving, actually. Even if she could find an Endal to take her, she was right, she was a hunter. She was important.. but still, if she wanted to go see the world, it wasn't as if she couldn't go. Even the Dek weren't slaves, anybody could leave if they wanted to.
"It wouldn't be irresponsible."
Sira moved a bit closer, more next to Azira now than across from her. It was an unconscious move but it got her closer to the Avora. She stretched out her legs a bit, sinking down into the water for a moment to wet her hair again.
"You are important, but if you want to get away for a while.. You can't feel bad about that. Sometimes I stay out in the wilderness for days just to get out of the city. Oh.. and the back of Wind Reach isn't all that great, it's just a bunch of mountains."