Colt
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
Colt dropped the reins in the grass nearby as she dismounted from the bay gelding. He minded the leather cords, but bent his nose down to graze, working the grass around the bit with practiced care while Colt rummaged among the saddlebags. She put her treasures in the crook of her arm and turned to the shrine, smiling at the gentle chime the afternoon wind roused. She knelt carefully near the water effects built into the shrine, and steadily placed her favorite fruits and flowers of the season around the grassy shelves. Plums, cherries, blackberries, lavender, sunflowers, and poppies all a colorful display of offerings. Colt leaned back, surveying her work with some satisfaction. She wiped the residue from her palms on the leather chaps that guarded her jeans, then clasped them together, head bowing.
"Frey of Nature. I beseech your time and skills." Her family had always been dutiful to Rae and Frey alike, grateful for the bounty they provided in the flourishing fields and pregnant herds season after season. It felt unusual to be asking for something that wasn't directly tied to that cycle of ranching. No, Colt had come here alone, for... fun. The edges of her lips twitched up, the shadow of her idea forming. "I'd like to host something exciting for Caido, a challenge. I feel the winner deserves a prize, a lucky belt buckle to honor their triumph." There had been violet terror for so long, she thought perhaps a fun gathering, more than that, a way to bond over difficulties in the pen and beyond it, would renew everyone's vigor. She was always down for a party too, especially if it was a little bit western.
Colt prays to Nature Frey for a Belt Buckle with +1 luck.
"Frey of Nature. I beseech your time and skills." Her family had always been dutiful to Rae and Frey alike, grateful for the bounty they provided in the flourishing fields and pregnant herds season after season. It felt unusual to be asking for something that wasn't directly tied to that cycle of ranching. No, Colt had come here alone, for... fun. The edges of her lips twitched up, the shadow of her idea forming. "I'd like to host something exciting for Caido, a challenge. I feel the winner deserves a prize, a lucky belt buckle to honor their triumph." There had been violet terror for so long, she thought perhaps a fun gathering, more than that, a way to bond over difficulties in the pen and beyond it, would renew everyone's vigor. She was always down for a party too, especially if it was a little bit western.
Colt prays to Nature Frey for a Belt Buckle with +1 luck.
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
