Bit by bit, the work drags away her irritation, working her over like a rough stone caught in an insistent stream. Each point of her gets smoothed over with the consistency, and all her excess energy is drained by the relentless current. Exhaustion has always been what herds her back into line, and it's partly why she drives the day down into the embers of evening so often, hoping she'd find better company amongst herself come the quiet and restless stretch of the dark.
Although she keeps her focus on her side of the herd as they move, heeding Nikandr 's directions and corraling anything that breaks loose again, her gaze inevitably travels across the way. To check on Hawthorn , she tells herself, because that half-truth is easier to carry in the saddle with her compared to the passenger Vesper makes. Though he ends up being some of the reason her side falters a time or two, focus settling on the dark shape of him for too long. Easy enough to shrug off and blame on other factors, like unruly unicorns who mean to test Cherry.
Daylight's slipping away though, and her arms are growing too tired to keep holding him the distance. Sliding off her horse and helping settle her in for the night with the hands, Colt finds her well of distractions turning dry. Staying near the horses and the hands, she gathers up the makeshift fencing, more automatic than the result of Sunjata 's task list. With a weariness that smothers some of her nerves, she glances over Vesper's way with all the caution of sitting down at the edge of a cliff. Makes for a breathtaking view, but damn the fall can be catastrophic to anyone who's careless.
Steeling her breath in her nose, hoping the physicality of it would rub off on the rest of her, Colt gets to work portioning out stakes and lines and boundaries for the herds. She's unhurried, thoughts of how to approach him gathering with the quality of weather rolling in from the distance, not quite sure yet if it means to storm or just to crawl over the sky with some wind and grey light.
Colt helps with the fence!
Although she keeps her focus on her side of the herd as they move, heeding Nikandr 's directions and corraling anything that breaks loose again, her gaze inevitably travels across the way. To check on Hawthorn , she tells herself, because that half-truth is easier to carry in the saddle with her compared to the passenger Vesper makes. Though he ends up being some of the reason her side falters a time or two, focus settling on the dark shape of him for too long. Easy enough to shrug off and blame on other factors, like unruly unicorns who mean to test Cherry.
Daylight's slipping away though, and her arms are growing too tired to keep holding him the distance. Sliding off her horse and helping settle her in for the night with the hands, Colt finds her well of distractions turning dry. Staying near the horses and the hands, she gathers up the makeshift fencing, more automatic than the result of Sunjata 's task list. With a weariness that smothers some of her nerves, she glances over Vesper's way with all the caution of sitting down at the edge of a cliff. Makes for a breathtaking view, but damn the fall can be catastrophic to anyone who's careless.
Steeling her breath in her nose, hoping the physicality of it would rub off on the rest of her, Colt gets to work portioning out stakes and lines and boundaries for the herds. She's unhurried, thoughts of how to approach him gathering with the quality of weather rolling in from the distance, not quite sure yet if it means to storm or just to crawl over the sky with some wind and grey light.
Colt helps with the fence!
Colt
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.
