"Oh," was Hero's simple reply. Sure the cries of pain made him feel bad, since it was his fault but she shouldnt have been there to begin with. Hero went about cleaning up the blood from her hair and listened to her speak.
Darkmoon, huh?
"Darkmoon, well, Darkmoon," he addressed the draques, "meet Sunshine." He nodded to his palomino girl, a true bred Duhjari horse one of the more famed fast horses. He wasnt sure if there was something special about them, but he knew most riders would pay a pretty penny for a horse like her.
Sunshine flicked her tail before wandering off into the bushes, followiny a trail of juicy grassed and Hero just watched her. Glancing every now and then. "She's my mount. She doesnt actually battle with me, usually I jump off and she goes somewhere safe," he didnt really feel the need to supoly the girl with information, but maybe talking would help keep her mind off the pain.
"What is he?" He finally asked, examining the wound and was glad to find it wasnt that bad.