✯Miu✯
"I will find peace within the future, This is what drives me forward."
Winter 513 AV 48th: Miu groaned waking up that morning to the whines of Rowan wanting the fire lit, her stone and flint being about the most useful thing so far... She sat up pulling her coat closer, Only five hundred to go... ha. She thought glumly to herself as she stepped out into the tent to find Rowan digging for grass. "You're so hungry... Lets go into Riverfall to see what they got, huh?" she patted the mares back as she spoke softly to the sandy/cream and white patched pinto mare who snorted into reply, she had caught yet another rabbit and skinned it quite well the other night, with that new found pride she mounted the horse a bit more easily than before since she had been practicing hunting on horse back with her long bow and was low on arrows, having only ten out of her twenty left but many rabbit pelts in her pack she wore over her leather jacket over her long sleeve black shirt along with brown simple pants that ended with knee high brown leather boots. She also had in her possession a pair of black leather gloves and a white scarf that she now wore to keep her from getting frost bite out there.
She took the reins in both hands and dug her heels into the sides of her mare carefully and was soon off to get food as always in the day, she hoped to sell something or meet someone today and wondered if her Job application had been reviewed, with a shrug she got down after patting the panting mares side, her breath as well as Miu's coming off as steam. "Now lets see..." she looked around wondering where she was, "There has to be a business that sells food somewhere... Apples, Carrots, anything! aye?" she smiled at the mare, their eyes meeting as they walked along. Just when she found herself daydreaming she stumbled into a man then, They poor guy almost getting trambled by Rowan who was startled by her master falling atop some stranger. "Woah!" she jumped up instinctively pulling out her knife, it was sharp but not meant for combat; it being a eating knife. Uh... wrong weapon... she blushed slightly looking away as she stuffed her knife into her pocket trying to calm Rowan and get ahold of her reins, "uh... Sorry..."