Anann stomped through the sand and after the horse that was obviously ignoring her protests. His head had disappeared into the window of the small, sea side hut. Hand placed on her hips in annoyance, she tried to get the horse to listen to reason. Rem, Rem please come out of there! She might not have worried so much if she at least had an idea of who the hut belonged to, but the feminine scent was unknown to her and so she highly doubted that the apparently hangover woman within too impressed with her equine intruder. There was no sign that her words were even heard by the dark horse, so she began to push and shove at the horse's chest and shoulder. Still he did not budge or move. Though he did seem to be sniffing at something now.
Anann was no stranger to the throbbing, splitting pain that a little over indulgence could result in. Whiskey and Rum had taken her to that point many times before. Where the slightest sound was deafening and the faintest light seemed searing and blinding to the eyes. Anann imagined that she-wolf within was surely doing her best to hide away from the outside world, that's what she would have been doing at least. She was reluctant to try and enter the home herself, but Rem was giving her little choice since she could not get him to remove himself form the other's residence. She tried to peer around the neck and head of the horse to see inside, but there was little she could see and the woman laying under friesian's head was completely hidden from her sight. You're impossible! She muttered to the horse before making her way around the corner of the structure and towards the door.
There was few that Anann would want stumbling into her home, had she been the hangover one. She did her best to keep the volume of her voice audible, but not so loud that it would cause the other's head to split. Hello? Miss? She peeked inside the door, leaning in slightly, though her feet refused to cross the threshold. Are you alright, Ma'am? Just barely making out a form wrapped in blankets, under the window were Rem's head could be seen. At the sight of her own horse she could only roll her eyes and shake her head. What had he gotten them into this time?
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