[aw] your bark will wear thin

Salvia Eternity · 09-14-2012, 09:10 AM

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Setting	Location	Form	NPCs
Location: The Stables, SL Date: 14 September Weather: Clear, cool Time: Afternoon			Eyre (communal horse)

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Heavy hooves slammed into the stony ground, kicking up broken bits of black-brown earth. The silvery mare whinnied and fought against the weight on her back. Salvia, feet planted firmly in the saddle and legs holding her still, rocked forward with the motion. Her hair was loose and wild, a cloud of bleached-out gold rushing forth and tangling with each motion. Both of her hands were holding the leather thongs that served as reins, though they were currently untied to give her more control.

Of course, even someone without experience among horses could see she was fighting. Her mount was the newest acquisition from Freetown and (as she had been warned then) a bad-tempered thing. Unfortunately, this proved to be highly accurate. The damn thing had tried to bite her when she saddled her, and things had gone downhill from there. The training ring served her purpose well enough, but Salvia had been surprised by just how easily turned fierce the horse was. One of her heels had brushed against the mare’s side and set off this series of bucks.

The tiger would not be moved. She pulled hard on one side of the reins, forcing the mare to wheel, not giving her an inch. Their struggle had been going on for the better half of an hour, and hardly looked close to compromise. Almost as soon as she slackened her arm the horse had begun to back up, head tossing and eyes rolling. Salvia squeezed her thighs and was rewarded with another half-buck. Frustrated, she twisted the reins in the other direction and gave another firm nudge. Unable to use her head the horse wheeled, kicking up more of the soft earth. Atop her, Salvia leaned into the motion and rode it out. She would break. They would all break.

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