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The golden woman moved through the land she had left her horse out further she hated moving him threw most of this land. She would meet up with him out side the lands. He was such a good horse and she couldn't help but love the strong male horse. He had been her partner for so long.
Aeron had found the sun setting and the forest becoming dark with each step she took. soon she was finding herself under the light of the moon that could hardly make it through the trees. She couldn't help but become more vigilant about her surrounding.
the sounds of the night creatures nothing else seemed to be out here it was good it made her feel more at ease. The only thing was the sound of something that fell. she pulled out a knife and slid behind a tree. an ear twitched as she slid out from the tree. Looking at the back side of the male. "You out to get killed?" she asked spinning her knife and sliding it back in the pouch.
quote courtesy of Assassins Creed borther; table by the Mentors!
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