The professor nodded. Kathryn couldn't help it and hugged the professor before sighing and walking out the door. Using the last of all her weak strength that she could muster up, she forced the wind to push her towards the small stable.
Walking through the small area to her horse was easy. She pet her horse, a white stallion named Demon, before grabbing a map out of a small sack of belongings she kept whenever she embarked on journeys.
She found the city of Cross easily, it was a huge dot on the small map. Kathryn traced with her finger the paths she would take and the detours she knew of. Then she nodded and tucked away the sheet before getting everything ready.
By noon, she was on Demon, sitting outside of the house. The professor had left an hour before to go to the market. She gulped in the cold air and then began riding towards the main road. Demon had it easy with Kathryn - she sometimes forced the wind underneath them so that it would be easier on her horse during the ride.