Relief washed over the squire’s face when she replied to his questioning. It had looked like a pretty good blow to the back of the head, and he’d been worried that she been knocked out cold, or worse. The neck was a vulnerable portion of the body, and from how far away he’d been he couldn’t tell if it had caught her there or not. It had certainly smarted when he took the heavy bag to his back, and he was much larger than the petite squire was.
Confusion nipped at the depths of Orion’s mind as the very same question that happened to be upon Helena’s mind sat heavy on his own thoughts. He didn’t know her; he’d never met her or even heard of her, but he’d reacted as though someone close to him had taken a fatal blow. When did I become so soft? Whatever happened to this unknown squire would have no impact on his life, but he couldn’t accept her being seriously injured nonetheless. It was just another question he would have to sort out on his own time, it seemed.
”I’m glad to hear it,” he replied softly, lowering his voice from its yelling of moments before. ”It was quite the hit, and I’d hate for our training to get cut short.” He slowed his mount further by pulling back on the reins slightly, bringing it into a slow walk beside Ryia’s Bloodbane. Orion sat atop brown mixedblood, nothing of note, but the Bloodbane, it was a magnificent horse if the squire had ever seen one. That didn’t mean he knew anything about them, and truth be told, he didn’t even know the breed. If asked, he would have called it ‘horse’, as he had every steed he’d found himself riding upon in the past.
With a smile, he set about trying to lighten the situation once again. ”Well, you showed me up, what do you know? At least you stayed mounted. I got a knot on the back of my head and a face full of dirt. Let’s see if we can both improve on our next round.” Orion pressed his left knee against the horse’s side while squeezing the left rein as the same time. The horse turned away from Ryia until it was facing the area from which Orion had ridden. When Dimia arrived and spoke to her sister, Ryia’s response was somewhat troubling to the squire. Dizzy was never good after possible head trauma.
”Let’s take it nice and slow,” he said, speaking slowly and clearly as he explained what they would be doing. Though he wasn’t in charge of the training by any means, and she was under no obligation to listen, it did, if for a moment, feel as though he was back in the Soothing Waters taking care of those who didn’t know how to diagnose their own injuries. He had to admit that he missed it, but he knew he’d get to use his knowledge in much more intense environment than a sterile and well stocked clinic. ”We’ll ride calmly back over to where we met before. I want to see if that dizziness goes away.”
Orion turned his focus to Dimia for a moment, a smirk growing as he addressed her. ”Were you thinking about actually practicing on me? Is that why you couldn’t bear to strike the shield? Oh goodness, I think I’m going to die from embarrassment.” Chuckling softly Orion spurred his mount back into motion with a sharp kick into its sides. It set off in a quick trot, leaving Orion shifting in the saddle to match its movements across the grounds. If Ryia were actually showing symptoms of a serious head injury, he would ensure she got to the Soothing Waters for some medical treatment. On the other hand, if it were only the wind being knocked from her, he could set about trying to not get removed from his saddle and deposited not so gracefully on the ground this time.
Confusion nipped at the depths of Orion’s mind as the very same question that happened to be upon Helena’s mind sat heavy on his own thoughts. He didn’t know her; he’d never met her or even heard of her, but he’d reacted as though someone close to him had taken a fatal blow. When did I become so soft? Whatever happened to this unknown squire would have no impact on his life, but he couldn’t accept her being seriously injured nonetheless. It was just another question he would have to sort out on his own time, it seemed.
”I’m glad to hear it,” he replied softly, lowering his voice from its yelling of moments before. ”It was quite the hit, and I’d hate for our training to get cut short.” He slowed his mount further by pulling back on the reins slightly, bringing it into a slow walk beside Ryia’s Bloodbane. Orion sat atop brown mixedblood, nothing of note, but the Bloodbane, it was a magnificent horse if the squire had ever seen one. That didn’t mean he knew anything about them, and truth be told, he didn’t even know the breed. If asked, he would have called it ‘horse’, as he had every steed he’d found himself riding upon in the past.
With a smile, he set about trying to lighten the situation once again. ”Well, you showed me up, what do you know? At least you stayed mounted. I got a knot on the back of my head and a face full of dirt. Let’s see if we can both improve on our next round.” Orion pressed his left knee against the horse’s side while squeezing the left rein as the same time. The horse turned away from Ryia until it was facing the area from which Orion had ridden. When Dimia arrived and spoke to her sister, Ryia’s response was somewhat troubling to the squire. Dizzy was never good after possible head trauma.
”Let’s take it nice and slow,” he said, speaking slowly and clearly as he explained what they would be doing. Though he wasn’t in charge of the training by any means, and she was under no obligation to listen, it did, if for a moment, feel as though he was back in the Soothing Waters taking care of those who didn’t know how to diagnose their own injuries. He had to admit that he missed it, but he knew he’d get to use his knowledge in much more intense environment than a sterile and well stocked clinic. ”We’ll ride calmly back over to where we met before. I want to see if that dizziness goes away.”
Orion turned his focus to Dimia for a moment, a smirk growing as he addressed her. ”Were you thinking about actually practicing on me? Is that why you couldn’t bear to strike the shield? Oh goodness, I think I’m going to die from embarrassment.” Chuckling softly Orion spurred his mount back into motion with a sharp kick into its sides. It set off in a quick trot, leaving Orion shifting in the saddle to match its movements across the grounds. If Ryia were actually showing symptoms of a serious head injury, he would ensure she got to the Soothing Waters for some medical treatment. On the other hand, if it were only the wind being knocked from her, he could set about trying to not get removed from his saddle and deposited not so gracefully on the ground this time.
