Evayl slung her bag around her shoulder and followed Aevian outside. She gestured for the noblewoman to follower her to the stalls. "This is Mely." Evayl said, giving her horse a little pat on the head. "Say hello to Aevian, Mely." The horse let out a low whinny, which caused Evayl to giggle. "She likes you. Nice little horse..." Evayl said, stroking Mely's mane.