03-18-2016, 06:58 PM
BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE
The call was loud, a deep baritone with trembling edges. Like a thick pine tree with shallow roots. Ygritte had been tending to the twins as they had started to squabble over who's spot was who's until Ygritte had to simple draw a line in the dirt and instruct the girls to stay on their respective sides...but that wouldn't last for long.
The delicate skull snaps to attention at the sound of Jedi's voice. Polls flick back to the twins (who were now mid-biting and hair pulling) and Ygritte is moving blindly, full gallop to meet the frantic call. Bits of wildflowers catching the wind as the coal tresses stream like a banner for a shield maiden.
It seems like mere seconds that the bay mare is upon the small group. Jedi is the first she meets as salmon limbs dig deep to halt her motion, amber pools looking to the form of a heavily bloodied carcass-no horse! The woman immediately moves passed Jedi, passed Ashara. Light cocoa depths watch for life in the eyes of the damaged mare.
Sides are heaving, slightly.
There is blood. Too much blood.
The mare stood but not for much longer.
"Woman, you will not die today." Her words are hard but her expression is soft. The queen mare would see to it that this broken creature would live and heal whether it was by choice or by force. Should the appaloosa pass out, the bay female had full intentions of dragging the dying woman right into the depths of the waterfall's base then walking her back out the same way they came in. Amber pools stare relentlessly into the appaloosa's. Ygritte was gifted with the ability to shift to a hippocampus and would be able to support the torn woman in the water without the fear of drowning. "We can help you. Let us do so." The tone was low but solid as she gave more of an order rather than a suggestion.
The delicate skull snaps to attention at the sound of Jedi's voice. Polls flick back to the twins (who were now mid-biting and hair pulling) and Ygritte is moving blindly, full gallop to meet the frantic call. Bits of wildflowers catching the wind as the coal tresses stream like a banner for a shield maiden.
It seems like mere seconds that the bay mare is upon the small group. Jedi is the first she meets as salmon limbs dig deep to halt her motion, amber pools looking to the form of a heavily bloodied carcass-no horse! The woman immediately moves passed Jedi, passed Ashara. Light cocoa depths watch for life in the eyes of the damaged mare.
Sides are heaving, slightly.
There is blood. Too much blood.
The mare stood but not for much longer.
"Woman, you will not die today." Her words are hard but her expression is soft. The queen mare would see to it that this broken creature would live and heal whether it was by choice or by force. Should the appaloosa pass out, the bay female had full intentions of dragging the dying woman right into the depths of the waterfall's base then walking her back out the same way they came in. Amber pools stare relentlessly into the appaloosa's. Ygritte was gifted with the ability to shift to a hippocampus and would be able to support the torn woman in the water without the fear of drowning. "We can help you. Let us do so." The tone was low but solid as she gave more of an order rather than a suggestion.
Ygritte.