12-20-2011, 04:10 PM
Amy turned as she heard someone shout a greeting. Relieved to have a reason to stop fighting with the horses Amy pulled the wagon to a halt. Reaching over she patted her horse on the nose. Never before had she been so grateful for the obedient beast. Regular horses were so much trouble. She could only hope that she'd get really good supplies in exchange for them. Nothing less would do.
Her eyes narrowed as she spotted the dominant posture. Amy corrected her usually lazy dominance, putting on a much more fierce stance. Those that traveled with her already knew that she demanded respect. The horses stilled, and Hadley retreated into the interior of the wagon. Her body language demanded respect as she eyed the stranger. Who was this man to come in like this? Do you need something?
Her eyes narrowed as she spotted the dominant posture. Amy corrected her usually lazy dominance, putting on a much more fierce stance. Those that traveled with her already knew that she demanded respect. The horses stilled, and Hadley retreated into the interior of the wagon. Her body language demanded respect as she eyed the stranger. Who was this man to come in like this? Do you need something?