COLT
Her head turns to watch other teams fly by, the scoreboard starting to rack up the counts and placements. Visible breath puffs around her, excitement as much as the cold tinging the round edges of her cheeks rosy. It has been some time since she's ridden for more than work or travel, the anticipation to really let loose prickling through her.
"You set back there?" she calls out to Liam, twisting a touch in the saddle to throw a look over her shoulder at him. He's still fidgeting with his equipment, and so for one last time (again), Colt checks her girth tightness, stirrup length, and the tie down of the rope on the saddle that'll haul Liam behind them. They should be up soon.
"You set back there?" she calls out to Liam, twisting a touch in the saddle to throw a look over her shoulder at him. He's still fidgeting with his equipment, and so for one last time (again), Colt checks her girth tightness, stirrup length, and the tie down of the rope on the saddle that'll haul Liam behind them. They should be up soon.
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.
