((Presuming the horses are saddled, are we? And I'm really sorry for the slow posting ><' I've been working pretty much every night lately. ))

Samael watched as the sable beast gracefully trotted over, orange eyes widening a touch. In all his years he had only seen a handful of unicorns, fewer still up close. He pushed aside his awe, though, as the beautiful equine's eerie eyes swept over him. He lowered his gaze in a sign of respect, then turned and faced his mount, running a hand along the stallion's neck as he walked around to it's side to climb up. Once atop the strong chestnut, he fell into an easy posture that spoke of his comfort and experience riding. With a strong, capable horse and Mei's promise of a safe journey down the mesa, he had a hopeful outlook on the small trip. It would be a nice contrast to the tiresome trip to the seclusive inn.