Rue
Rue thought for a moment before answering. "I have a yvas at home, but I can ride bareback... If he'll let me." She glanced at her new horse who snorted at her almost like he was chiding her for being silly. It made Rue laugh, really laugh, a mixture of excitement and joy that burst from her lips.
She had really begun to believe what her father had said, that no strider would pick a girl born of dishonor. But this horse, beautiful as he was, didn't seem to mind at all. Maybe he had some flaw too, and they were a matched set.
"Let's go get bramble, we can ride to my pavilion." Rue said with a grin.
She had really begun to believe what her father had said, that no strider would pick a girl born of dishonor. But this horse, beautiful as he was, didn't seem to mind at all. Maybe he had some flaw too, and they were a matched set.
"Let's go get bramble, we can ride to my pavilion." Rue said with a grin.
Nightsong