[M] moonlit ride.

Dixie-May Jackson · 11-05-2011, 12:32 AM

Sexual content and language. 8D

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I was thinking this could be in 'the waste', between the packs. M can be added later if Helotes is big on racy flirting/cursing. Dated for the 8th. +3

Dixie could not sleep for anything. She’d eaten a snack, snuggled with Wayne, tried to relax…but there was so much to do for the budding pack and she simply was not tired! After slipping out from under her companion’s heavy arm, she gathered her cloak, knives, a few ropes and a canteen filled with water from the river. Sneaking out of the courthouse was fairly easy, as she could be quiet when needed, and everyone was so spaced out at this point. By the time she’d gotten outside, the two knives were strapped to her thighs, the cloak was wrapped around her body, and the canteen around her neck.

Standing on the front steps, she let out a soft yip and listened as the hoof beats came near. Fern got there first, and Duke came trailing behind with a sleepy looking Bark following. The tiny white furred girl had to stretch herself upwards in order to reach the mare’s head, scratching her gently before leading her over to a pile of rubble. Climbing up onto some of the throw out, she gained about a foot and a half in height and was able to pull herself up onto the large horse’s back. Fern snorted and shifted around a bit but showed no protest to the light weight resting across her withers.

Holding a handful of the mare’s mane in one hand, she used her foot to signal a turn and then the beginning of a walk. They headed towards the large gates at the front of the fort; Fern leaning against one side and pushing it open slowly. There wasn’t much noise, if not some soft creaking. After exiting the area, they pushed the gate closed and then Dixie let the mare head off at her own pace, just balancing her small bodily easily as Fern loped along.

After a while of gently riding, Dixie slowed the mare down and scanned the area, looking for signs of wildlife in the rather open spaces. There were some sparse pockets of forested areas sprinkled around, but so close to the coast was pretty much fields which made it easier for herd animals to get around and find food. There was evidence in some places, though it was hard to tell in just the moonlight, of some kind of hoofed animal coming through and eating. Possibly sheep or goats, as the tracks were too big for deer and too small for cows or horses. Well, goats and sheep would definitely benefit the pack, as they might need a steady food source throughout the coming winter.

Satisfied with her find, Dixie let out a whoop and leaned forward, digging her heals into Fern’s sides. The mare whinnied and leapt forward, her hooves beating into the ground with a steady rhythm.

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