COLT
Colt doesn't try to fight away the short laugh that rises in response to Thalassa . "I think all your darting around skews your sense of danger a touch. Plenty of cowboys that meet their last ride doing something like this, or walk away changed." There's healers on standby, if needed, but healing doesn't remove the pain that sets in first, and an outfit like this doesn't really attract or afford the best and the brightest medics around. For anything too terrible, the injured will have to travel or pray, and some prefer to wear it like a badge of honor instead. "Or maybe I'm just partial to a certain style of danger," she admits with a faint shrug, knowing that Caido has plenty to offer, and yet she's always found her way to here—organized it, even.
In the arena, Sunjata and Danta prove her point rather well as they display an impressive show. Scales gleam in the Longheat sun as Sunjata twists and writhes around, a hat lost to the dust as the red rider rises to the challenge of each undulating neck. Colt's cheer rises louder and fuller, delight carrying her away in a full rush of volume and heat. She's strained on the edge of every moment, gaze sharp with focus and appreciation as she tracks their wild movements, waiting to see what happens next. Danta nearly makes it, but the buzzer sounds the end of the eight seconds after he's already left the hydra's back too long, and Colt's breath releases all at once. "Looks like you could have made some money," she grins over at Thal, acknolwedging that the ride had been more than a show, but a worthwhile contender.
Indeed, as all the rides wrap up, Danta will be proclaimed the winner, his earnings and belt buckle handed over by one of her ranch hands.
In the arena, Sunjata and Danta prove her point rather well as they display an impressive show. Scales gleam in the Longheat sun as Sunjata twists and writhes around, a hat lost to the dust as the red rider rises to the challenge of each undulating neck. Colt's cheer rises louder and fuller, delight carrying her away in a full rush of volume and heat. She's strained on the edge of every moment, gaze sharp with focus and appreciation as she tracks their wild movements, waiting to see what happens next. Danta nearly makes it, but the buzzer sounds the end of the eight seconds after he's already left the hydra's back too long, and Colt's breath releases all at once. "Looks like you could have made some money," she grins over at Thal, acknolwedging that the ride had been more than a show, but a worthwhile contender.
Indeed, as all the rides wrap up, Danta will be proclaimed the winner, his earnings and belt buckle handed over by one of her ranch hands.
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.
