COLT
An orange jostled free of the pack and spilled onto the ground as the horse ran, bouncing briefly before rolling in a spinning track of abandonment. Colt glanced back at it, holding her hat with the wind of the beast. "Damn, I was gonna eat that for breakfast tomorrow," she sighed, doing her best to set her weight in and pull the reins with a back and forth release, a gentle knock on the runaway's mind. "Easy boy," she murmured softly, "come back to me." He had the bit right where he wanted it though, and bull-headed, he leaned into the pressure with a bow to his neck.
Peering back over her shoulder as a voice drifted down from the ship, Colt tried to make out the message as the wind worked to chop it up. A greeting, to which Colt waved her hand, an attempt to keep that attention, but the rest? Don't pace? "YEAH!" Colt hollered up at the grinning captain, grateful she understood to back off and give her baby back his brain.
Peering back over her shoulder as a voice drifted down from the ship, Colt tried to make out the message as the wind worked to chop it up. A greeting, to which Colt waved her hand, an attempt to keep that attention, but the rest? Don't pace? "YEAH!" Colt hollered up at the grinning captain, grateful she understood to back off and give her baby back his brain.
Cowgirls don't cry
Ride, baby, ride
It's gonna hurt every now and then
If you fall, get back on again
Ride, baby, ride
It's gonna hurt every now and then
If you fall, get back on again
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.
