She strode to the Waygate, clutching the reins of her mare. Loial walked beside him, saying nothing. His chest rose and fell too slowly, and not with the regular rhythm of someone breathing normally. Shaggy-haired Perrin Aybara, with heavy shoulders and thick arms from his work as a blacksmith's apprentice.
The Accepted, on the other hand, are expected to question things, as it is felt they know enough to know what questions to ask and when. The sign of Malkier was a golden crane in flight. He never heard a footstep but his own, never heard a door creak except when he opened and closed it, but the eyes were there. Leading his horse like the others, Rand looked up as Loial came closer, with many glances at Erith up ahead with Verin and Ingtar.
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