[ How did she get roped into this again? Well, she supposed it was more entertaining than hanging around some boring old campground, even if she was pretty skeptical of whatever it was Owain claimed to have seen. Hilda trudges behind him, wrinkling her nose at the mud and leaves clinging to her boots. Ugh, this trip had better be worth her while by the end of this... ]

"Something far grander" than a pegasus? That's not very specific, you know. [ She's not even going to comment on how she highly doubts whatever they're searching for would make a cute accessory. ] I mean, how're we gonna know we found it if we don't even know what we're looking for in the first place? At this rate, we'll be at this aaaall night.

[ And unlike other people she could mention, she has better things she could be doing with her time besides going on a wild goose chase. ]