This Will Be Over My Dead Body

Isabella Heiwa · 11-26-2011, 12:24 AM

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i knows v. well 8D;

Word Count -> 416

Isabella had been in the saddle for far too long, most of that day and the day before. Her body was sore because of it, and the mare beneath her seemed sick of walking so much with so much on her back. Ducky did not seem overly hot nor was she sweating, for Isabella had given her plenty of stops. But none of them had been long and her thighs couldn't remember the feeling of the other thigh. It was rather sore, she could tell, from rubbing against the mare's side and her rear was rather warn from riding the saddle and bouncing in it. By now the colorful woman knew how to properly ride the horse without giving herself more pain, but that had been a painful lesson weeks ago. Thankfully, she could stand in the stirrups a bit and ease the ache in both thighs and rear.

But she still desperately wanted a long engagement out of saddle, so that she and the mare could rest. The scent of other canines was in the air, and the woman ignored it. There had been plenty, especially on the borders of that coyote pack. Inferni, was it? Shaking her head, the woman smelled water as they traveled west over the top of the clan. That woman had told her where to go and she went willingly, still not believing that the city was dead. How could it be? It just couldn't be at all.

The smell of water was great in the air, and Isabella felt a crooked smile peal upon her face as she took note of it. Ducky bobbed her head and blew air in excitement. Surely, the mare would like a drink, especially from clear, cool water. Before they came upon the scene, the woman dismounted. Her body thanked her and wobbling legs took a moment to stabilize. Ducky lipped at the woman's silken top, which was loose and meant only to block some wind. It was her thickest one but it was still fairly see-through. Still. It was a warm enough day with the sun overhead, through the yellowed trees.

Isabella did not expect to come upon a waterfall, nor did she think she would come upon a stranger and a stranger animal. An elk? Peacefully waiting? She furrowed her brows, and clutched Ducky's reins. "Ah. Pardon," she said, rather lacking emotion. It was a man, that was plan enough and that made her wary already.

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