"Just this once...Lie to me." Windchaser moved back to her horse, unable to trust herself to stand too close to him. "I decided to stay, not for you so you needn't feel bad about that, so...Lie to me...Please."
Windchaser ran her hands over her face, physically shaking herself to try and regain her control as she moved to mount Cabello. "I lived as a drifter, for years. You'll be okay." The words felt forced. "They were wrong, you're not a wind to chase, you're a tornado, running." She smiled.
"If you decide to come back here, look me up and tell me you're done running." She clicked her tongue and the massive horse moved away.