You, Halt and Will were on your way to the anual scout gathering. Riding on your horses. Halt on Abelard, Will on Tug, and You on Canela. You all were silent, until you decided to speak up. "Hey, Halt, Is there an airport near by or is that just my heart taking off?" You said with a cheeky grin. Halt remained silent, but his face was bright red under his hood. Will, meanwhile, was snickering quietly.