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The Dead and the Dying

@Sol Grim

Patting Johnny on the shoulder right before she left, Reena nodded. "Watch out, both of you" she didn't want to loose James again. But there was little one could do in this situation.

Reena did not say much, only run after the other male. Thanking the gods that she had a hunting knife on her belt. It was obvious that she had some skill with killing, her time skinning her own kills coming into play while she stabbed the dead with no more force than was needed. One being pushed to her she used her weight, piercing the creature in the eye and ripping the blade from flesh.
"Reloading

Nodding her head at the words she brought her crossbow, one after another falling in heaps. "How much further!?" Her voice calm while adrenaline pumped through her veins, she kept trying to keep her breathing normal. Another arrow sent flying, bending to pull out a bold from a walker's skull.
She didn't see a end, not from where she was, they just kept coming.

James did not waste time in running to the small enclosure he saw Ethan rush to. His heart beating easier to see him with the woman only to fall when he realized she was bit. "Oh no..." No, this was wrong, she was supposed to be okay!
"Come on!"
It was all he could bring himself to say when he heard Johnny. He just started running, the gun in his hands firing at the hord, each shot causing his shoulder to jerk back painfully. Though he only made sure to put one foot in front of the other. Jumping back to see one on the ground he stomped on it with all his weight. Brains and crimson splattering the street.

Turning the corner he began to go faster at the sight of red brick. It was relatively empty, the horde still having yet to reach it. "This way!!"
He practically slammed into the door. The iron creeping open with a groan, his path memorized from the few times Reena brought him out here. A ladder at the end of the hallway. "Come on, its just up here!" His muscles screamed yet he put the weapon over his shoulder, using al he had to climb up as fast as he could. Looking around to make sure that those things were somehow here.
"Its clear"
Turning the kid held out a hand. Offering help to the woman who was injured. He had to find something that could help her. Something, anything. "We can take a breath up here, don't worry."

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

She kept running, listening to the voices that shouted at one another. Trying to find a way get Wall Walker. Kaite inside, the creature passing omega with a slight rumble. The creature being at eye level for a moment till it figured out Raven's team mate was fine. It's interest captured by it's target it let out another wail before moving again.
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she could hear Kaite's screams, the wraith was somewhere behind Wall Walker, so he had to be there! Her own stride trying to keep up, she kept tapping the wall with her cane, making sure she was on the right track. A door slamming, Kaite once again screaming after whoever ran through.

She took a deep breath. Those same light footsteps, frantic yes, but still abnormally light. "There" without another word she took off running, feeling the form of the Wraith appearing beside her only to vanish again. Giving out a terrible screech as it began to hunt him down.
Almost tripping over cans she lost her footing for only a moment. A curse under her breath as she tried to keep up. "Come now, we can't loose him." She had to be close, she could hear his steps, he could hear Kaite's roars, that means she had to be able to see him. "Just keep him in your sights my friend."

"He seeks were we are lost, eyes the color of moss, with heart beating true he only wishes to find you." Words clear as the morning day, the Grim leaped from the shadows of her summon, snapping his jaws at it's target before vanishing again. Kaite was taking far too much energy to keep both out, bit it was worth a try at least.

The Dead and the Dying

@Sol Grim

It was terror, silent fear that ate at James as he kept focused on just breathing, looking at Reena, Dallen, they both seemed so calm in the situation as he just watched the shuffling feet pass by. He hoped Azazel was okay, that mule was hardy, stubborn. He was sure his partner would make it out okay.
Screams started to carry over the dead. A whimper escaping him he was met with a hand over his mouth, Reena covering him to keep everyone silent. They couldn't help, she was going to die and they couldn't help. Tears stung at his eyes as he pulled his knees to his chest, no, don't think about it. Just don't there is nothing you can do.

Hell broke loose when Ethan ran out, "don't!" He reached out for the man only to be left behind. The guy was already outside, his blood running cold when he said that it was his wife who was out there. "Oh no.." If they stayed on the trail they could have found them! If they just look for a little longer than they could have found them in time!
Everything was falling apart, they began trying to get inside. Dallen slamming the door shut, Reena grabbing her cross bow looking through supplies she began to wrap a cord around the door to keep a bit more resistance. "We have to get out of here, they'll just keep pouring in, we have a better chance outside. James, get your gun."
He could only nod while he grabbed the weapon, trying to figure out how everyone else could stay calm in this situation. "The window" the red head was working fast, tearing apart the straps on the saddle bags, thick leather hide and wrapping it around her arm. "We can shove the saddle bags through the window, offer some protection as we mush our way through to give some time. If I go first and use my bow it would use the least amount of sound and attract less."

Reena was on overdrive. Adrenaline pumping through her veins as she tried to find a way to figure something out. "We can't go back for Ethan, him and his wife are gone."
"We can't just leave them!" The voice of James hurt her, the helplessness of trying to do something, to save someone and have no more power to do it. "Its ether we help them or loose everyone here. James I'm sorry but we just can't do that."

"Than I'll go myself. If I can reach them I can get them to the old fire station. Theres a platform up there, no stairs remember? They had a ladder they let kids use to climb up. The smell of other people would get them moving after a few hours, days maybe, but we can do it!"

Reena was about to say no. She could not loose that blond again, no the kid was too important, he was just a kid! Yet he refused to budge. "what if something happens? Something is going to happen!"

"If I hadn't gone that route to help him find his wife this would not have happened! He saved my life I have to help him! Moment I'm outside I'm going after them."

The Dead and the Dying

All the feels

The Dead and the Dying

@Sol Grim

She couldn't think on it, the face he made, the sound of his body hitting the floor. No, she could not think about it, a chill running down her spine, a cold hand gripping her throat. It was her ex, it was his hand she was sure of it.
Turning over the side of her saddle she began to dry heave, only to brush it off and keep riding. Let it pass Reena, you never killed a person, it will get easier, it will pass. Don't think about it.

That when she heard Johnny explain what he done before. How he was a drug dealer, looking at the male she found herself trying to hang onto that information. "So, you know how to deal with people of the worst kind? Murderers? Thats right, think of how to survive. Giving a sigh she looked ahead. "You saved me back there, can't judge you for what you done before. Your skilled in things I'm not, so long as you don't point that gun at me your gonna be fine in my book."
A small laugh of culty escaped her. Guess she was taking the idea of killing someone better than most, but that still was not good. "If we met before all this happened, I would have told you to get the fuck off my property. Now, well I just can't wrap my head around how you do all this."

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Moving down the steps, James began to feel lost, the phone in his pocket turned silent he flipped it open only to find no messages. Right, Reena knew he was alive, no need to text him. His throat was dry, his body hurt, yet he could not bring himself to rest, his belly empty yet he could not eat.
"What about Reena and Jonny? They went to town!" the moment he heard about the herd he shuddered, he could see Roach and Azazel, both horses looking nervous, sweat eating their flanks yet under their training could not bring themselves to leave. He needed to find Reena, she was a survivor but could she last out there?
Just as he was about to go out though, he saw the fire red hair in the distance. A strong hand keeping Vader back, Gandolf dwarfing them both. Without another word he ran up, only to be beat by Ethan as he sung the door open.

Without waiting he ran up and hugged Reena as she dismounted. "Reena what happened to you? Theres a herd of them coming this way. We need to hide," Reena could feel the fear leaving the kid. Returning the hug she patted his head, only for the information to click.
"Jhonny get down"

Without another word she began tearing off the tack, her horses thrashing, dancing about. "What are you doing?" Reena did not even look back. "If faced with a situation where you can't protect your horse, you let em go, try to find them later, they have a better chance of surviving than we do."
Vader was the first to be untacked, the stallion moving a bit yet staying in range she done the same with the others. Only when she smacked Roach on the rump and yelled at them to go did they charge off. Kicking up dirt and making their way down the hills. "They know how to use their instincts, hopefully we can find them again one day. Come on, if what this guy is sayings is true than its best to get down now."

She grabbed her saddle bags, throwing them over her shoulder and taking off the water canisters from the saddles. "Good thing we found supplies."

James found himself sitting in the basement again. His eyes glued on the tiny window while he kept quiet. Reena working on her crossbow, making sure it was not damaged when the guys threw it. She looked like a mess, with a bloody face and cloths hair in tangles with a few leaves or twigs, it was not even a weekend and yet she already looked the part for the end of the world.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

"Her abilities are her's and her's alone. The skills to know exactly how one's abilities work from just a glance is far more valuable than something strictly offensive or defensive." Raven was not really one to get involved into something like this. It was not her problem, in fact she did not even know if her words spoke true. A simple educated guess. But the idea that someone was doubting Rose's credibility as a vigilant was something that caused a low rumble in her throat. It was the same as saying she could not continue if she was blind, and she would not tolerate it. Her voice was even, yet each word was coated in ice, ready to pierce in a sickle.

Her hand opening her book, she allowed the creation to rest in her good arm. Her casted hand showing only a few abnormally pale fingers as they grazed over the pages to enjoy it's secrets as she waited.
The night was cooling, Wraith's voice in the distance seemed off, it was not as natural as it should have been. Someone was acting, though she is a really good one. If she was not so reliant on speech patterns to figure things out, it would have gone unnoticed.

It only took a few more moments till she heard new movement. Light footsteps, really light, as though one was walking on air. Her senses fired up on overdrive she waited. Listing to Ditch with baited breath only to hear Wall Walker take off running. " Estimated Time of death, October 28th, 2011, may she be heard by non other than they who stand"
Raven could hear her own heat beat, baited breath at what was to come from the woman uttering such simple words. Words that held the heaviness of iron chains anchored to concrete.
Still for moments, she waited only to find the silence broken by a sheik of soul shattering rage. A sound that to Raven, has always been that of torment, sheer agony, a cry for help that she had no power to give. And sadly, she doubted all the other vigilantes could hear it. "Shes fine, only those who hold her interest can hear her."
It moved like mist, flowing through the air, with the haunting grace as if she were held under water. Her head swayed ever so slowly, like a predator looking down on it’s next victim. Her jaw missing, a ghastly tongue hanging out with no care. Teeth of rotting time, skin of ashen color, clinging to brittle bones that tore through in places. Hair of wiry strands.
Yet what seemed most unnerving were the gaping depthless holes, still holding a piercing silver eye for each socket, holding nothing but unbridled rage. It was the perfect image of nightmarish terror. Dressed in elegant rags that could have been white, they flown at her side in waves, reaching out like slender arms.
“Please my friend, follow that in which captured my interest, may no blood spill.” A screech in response that rattled her teeth, the wraith moved. Her body vanishing in wispy smoke only for her ghastly cry to be heard a bit away.

Without another word she began to move, Kaite was not going to let Wall Walker escape her if she can help it. But if they became too separated she would be less useful. "She'll keep his trail in her sights for now, tell me if you think its right to act more forceful. Just don't run through her."

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

Click
The sound of the TV ending her message, Aurora sat back on her couch. Her flat was a strange place, the flooring all different types of textures creating paths. The walls covered in awards and strange art work that look nothing but blobs of paint. The only light from the screen now gone, she was engulfed in the same darkness she called home.

"Idiot" only reason why people like Powerhouse was that he was loud. "Guess thats what I get for living in America." A sigh escaping her lips she ran a now bandaged hand through her hair. She thought it was a good idea to do vigilant training after she got home last night. Yet being blind and having no partner usually left her with injuries before she realized it. Still, its what was needed to be done on a team. She can't go dragging anyone down not even for a moment.

Turning on her record player she put one of the massive discs on the device. Carefully moving the needle only to be met with the songs "ABC by MJ" well that was a nice find from yesterday. Though she was sure she had three of those same records.
It was not even a half hour till she felt her phone ring. Fishing it out of her pocket the albino ran her finger's over the pad. Interest captured realizing it was Ditch. "Orphanage huh? guess I'll have to take Dullahan."

Wall walker's trace would be faint at best. She needed something that she could semi blend into a crowed with. Her hands brushing a lace back coat and pants, a tag on each printed V, fingers grabbing the hoods she began to change. Leaving through the elevator already dressed with her phone in hand. It was not till she was in the back that she summoned the beast again.
"Its hooves of thunder shall carry another. Under the guise for eyes that have not yet seen, it shall punish those, who have yet to bleed."

The sounds of hooves began to greet her. A bray of a horse that she could say belonged to her own. Yet to anyone passing by, as she climbed the headless animal's back, all they saw was a woman turning on a motorcycle. Riding through the streets with ease. "To the Orphanage, we have travelled there once, your memory still serves yes?" A bray in response she smiled, least she had a way of getting there without getting lost.
Her hand reaching for her brow, she felt her mask take place on her features. Raven Tale moving through the streets, some probably pointing at such a odd feature that passed by. The cooling air greeting her, Aurora hung on with her legs. Her hands holding reins yet to many seemed like handle bars. A calm air about her as they moved. Like a reaper waiting to gather the lost souls that dare wander their path.
Minutes passing and she began to smell more oders. The smoke having added on to trash, urine, brews and vomit. It was always like that here, a place of humans trying their best to stay alive in this hellish place. "Easy boy" patting his neck he went to a trot, the sight not turning any heads for those who passed by now.

Feeling a twitch in the beast's side she turned him, his neck moving to face a direction, she stilled her body. Focusing on anything that could give someone away, sure enough there were two. Raven Tale rolling in on her Dullahan, her white mane covered by feathers and features blocked from fabric. It seemed she had everything in place to work with the others.
Dismounting she nodded her head, closing the book in hand. "Disperse my friend, until our paths cross once more." In a wisp of smoke the beast obeyed, vanishing from eyes. Rummaging through her pockets the woman produced her ebony cane, flicking it with her wrist so she could feel around her.
"Tis good to see you again. I imagine we await on others." Yeah, there were two aright, one had to be Ditch, the other was male, larger than herself so it couldn't be Glow stick or Ecto.
Feeling the looming building on her left she tapped her cane.She could already feel the chill down her spine, this was something more than hunting down a petty thief. Her work was going to be cut out for her.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

"What was that? Oh dog?"
"Had to be, maybe a police dog."
"That thing was huge, might be a wolf."

Trying to look worried was not that hard. She was, yet for different reasons. Tapping her cane Aurora tried to ask again, yet the sounds of sirens and cars indicated that the cops were here. There goes her chance for finding help, never go to the cops. They ask questions and than they track the trail down to you.
Minutes passing she tried to figure out where she was again. Lets see, a metallic scant, the people around her carried things. Bags, maybe they were leaving work? Than there was the mugger, had to be near a bar or something. So if she was near a bar, than she was away from residential areas right? So maybe she was not too lost, she could try to find her way on her own.
“Excuse me? Are you alright? You, uh, look like something’s bothering you.”

Jumping at the voice, Aurora began to still. Focusing on the voice next to her. Male, only a little older than her, seemed bigger than her to, not scrawny but not a Tank. Realizing that she was silent for a few moments though she began to fumble for her words, the calm style and strange way of speaker as Raven tale absent in the situation.
"Oh, umm, well not exactly..." Running a hand through her hair she tapped her cane again only for a sigh to pass her lips, come on Aurora, you need to do this. If not you'll end up being forced to call your family instead.

"Okay maybe that was a lie. I'm a little lost, I was on my way to the music story but the chaos that happened here pushed me off my usual route, maybe a full street over but I can't tell. Can you tell me where I am?" Her voice hinting at embarrassment she looked down. She lost, she can't find a store on her own can she." Head pointed down she tapped her cane, rising slightly to gain her thoughts. No use in sulking, don't be like dagger eyes. "If you point me in the right direction I would appreciate it."

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

"I told you, you were hurt"
"No I'm not, I feel fine."
"The doctor just said you almost shattered your wrist doing that."
"But I didn't."
"Your right, its just a fracture."

A sweet smile on the albino's features, Aurora leaned over the counter at the hospital, they said she was a bit too old for this place, but her family insisted that she got herself checked out as fast as she could. It must have been bad though. One of the doctors knowing her history for injuries did not complain, saying internal bleeding or head injuries could kill her if she waits as long as she usually dose.

She did not really care though. With one of the stable grooms at her side acting as a guide. She found herself thinking back to the rush of trick riding, it was like jumping out of an air plane with no parachute. She might have to keep that style, to do acrobatics while Loki is going at a full charge? It was enough to take the air out of her lungs.
Her wrist did not hurt while she was riding. Not even a bit, and so she continued for a few minutes..hour hours, yes maybe hours. Only realizing the damage when she tried to untack her stallion and dropped just his bridal.

Now she was stuck in the chemical smelling halls, with sounds of machines. Only welcome break of the routine was children, it was sweet hearing their comments when seeing an oddity. Asking why she has a stick or white hair, who knows, she might ask if they would want her to come back and perform for the little ones. Even so, the words saying she could leave were more than welcome.
"Aright, thank you, come on Sam." Tapping her cane on the clean tiled floor she was already out the door, her left hand in a black and blue cast, moving a bit awkwardly. "Aright Aurora, come on I'll take you back to the barn." Feeling a hand on her back the smaller woman was quick to move away from the groom. She felt herself biting the inside of her cheek in annoyance at the gesture, stopping her movements as she turned her head to feel up.
"Nah, its the perfect day, no real sun, but still warm. Loki is taken care of, so tell my father that I'm going to take a walk." She could hear the uneasiness in the worker. The blind daughter of her boss leaving her? "No please Aurora, lets go back an-" silenced with a tap of her cane, Aurora turned to the voice. An old habit of rebelling to unasked help rising up.
"I'm a grown woman, I can take care of myself. So I'm going for a walk, and your going to tell my father whatever you want."

Walking away in a fit of anger. She counted the steps it took until the groom left. A sigh escaping her lips but a wave of relief that this time she actually left. She heard there was a music store around here. The place spiking her interest at the idea that she could gather more for her collection.
Asking around she began following a path that was shown to her. The sound of cars passing by, and a dog barking making her feel like she was going the right way. Least somewhat. The smell of a pizza place and the ringing bell of a clothing store indicated she was getting close to an area where many shopped.
Yet it did not take long for her to feel the uneasiness of being stalked. Heavy foot steps trying to hid. The sound muffled on ether side she found herself in a ally of some kind. She waisted no time, a hand grasping over her face, her mask took it's place on her features. Her cane falling from her fingers she rummaged through her bag to produce a plain leather journal, only to open it once more for the cover to take on its true appearance.
Click
"Aright sweet heart, hate to go for the handicapped, but we all need to make a living." It was a male, older than her, slightly intoxicated. She did not turn, her book resting in her damaged arm as her fingers trailed the pages. "Keep being polite and we won't have any problems, just put everything down and I won't blow your fucking brains out."
All Raven had done was take a deep breath. Her body still to his demands, he held the gun with no shake. His voice ebbed that same pattern most do when they are known to foul acts. "I'm sorry, but I can not allow you to roam these streets." Her words spoken she dodged the gun when he tried to hit her in the back of her skull. Turning on her heel as she began to speak. "He seeks were we are lost, eyes the color of moss, with heart beating true he only wishes to find you."

The sound of snapping jaws and ravenous scratching like growls harmonized with screams and gun shots like a middle school band. The Grim's claws scrapping at the ground, his jaws wrapping around the man's arm, disarming him as he screamed for his life. True terror in his voice at the strange beast. "Easy my friend, we do not kill ones like this."
Instead she took the gun that slid across the ground, pointing the barrel at the stone floor she felt for the safety to turn it back on. Walking to the screams with a calmness, ignoring the questions of what was she to do. All she did was rise it above her head, crashing it on the side of his face to knock him out.
Reaching out to feel the coarse fur and scaled hide of the Grim, Aurora felt a sigh escape her lips. "Thank you my friend, can you do one last thing before you leave? This man needs medical help, think you can lead someone here?" Listening to the running paws she nodded her head, removing her mask, grabbing her cane and leaving the scene. Looking like a normal woman enjoying a walk. Even jumping when she heard the screams of others at the sight of her Grim. Though it was just an act. It wouldn't take too long now, not many can resit the temptation of following a beast that looks so strange.

"Well that takes care of that..." Closing the book she put it back in her bag. Feeling the wall to her right with her cane only to find out that she was lost, the smell of pizza was gone, no music playing in tiny stores or groups of people on the side walks.

"Oh dear" once she was lost, it was beyond a pain to find her way back. A hand running through her hair she pulled it a bit in frustration. "Excuse me can yo-" trying to ask someone for help she was met with silence. More were just too interested at the chaos that had just happened. "Oh no."
Again and again she tried to ask for help, yet it seemed like she was a ghost. Most passing her by without a word indicating she spoke to anyone at all. "All I wanted to do was head to a music store." She rested her back on a wall in defeat, cane before her as she held her face for a moment to think. Come now, she found ways to get back home when lost before. This can't be any different. The phone in her pocket promises help but that was a last resort. Using it would mean that she really did loose.

Never Normal - a Superhero Vigilante RP

"I believe its time for us to part ways." It was late, and she could feel the dull ache due to her lack of sleep. Reaching out Raven handed Reaper the creation, bowing her head in thanks as she turned. Her boots on the concrete telling her all she need as she began to walk. "If you ever need me, just listen for the steps of four."
Her book in hand she felt it rise before her, hand reaching to feel the worn pages. "Its hooves of thunder shall carry another. Under the guise for eyes that have not yet seen, it shall punish those, who have yet to bleed." A bray of a horse whispering about the room, before her appeared what most would say was a simple motorcycle. Not a single design, with it's body painted in black.
Yet those who for some reason or another, offered blood on the walls of their home would see something else entirely. A horse, far larger than any creature here, it's head missing and in place wispy smoke trails. It's body donned in dull, intricate armour. Listing to the hoof beats Aurora climbed onto the beast. "Take me home."

It was a quiet night, one that was perfect for a ride. The air cooling, crisp even, under the winds created from the speed in which they went. Listing to the sounds of busy streets of down town Aurora began to feel it as a welcome noise. It was so quite in the abandoned banks, far too quiet for her liking, the sounds of passing cars and angry voices, though not her liking,was far more pleasant.
She only began to pay attention again when the sound of crunching gravel entered her ears. The beast snorted, easing it's way to the gate she punched in the code and rode in.

That night she found herself in a stall, farthest from the door, coated in ribbons of brilliant colours and glory. The name "Beauty in Shadow" glistened in the pale light. a single eye looking right at her, knowingly, the animal's coat so dark that it seemed to a void in the stall. "Hey Loki" her voice that of a whisper she gained a nicker in return. The sound of a stall opening echoed through her barn as she entered. Laying down in the sweet smelling straw with her back to the wall.
She told him everything that night, enjoying the pleasant company, a soft nose in her hair, a gentle nuzzle and comforting words in a different language. It was all she needed as she decided to sleep there that night.

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"Come on Aurora! Reach farther!"

The sound of thundering hooves, the smell of sand clogging her nose as her muscles screamed. It was another day, her blood pumping, Aurora found herself in the arena. The stallion she spent the night with, now beneath her as the woman clung to the leather saddle. Her body arched, allowing it to fall like a doll and reach for the ground. Her object of interest, a cloth of some kind, just out of reach.

Another failure, but she still could not deny the fun she was having. She loved feeling the muscle of the horse beneath her. The breath bursting through the air as she counted each stride he gave. nine,eleven,thirteen, again she reached for the cloth that laid undisturbed in the centre of the arena, and again she missed. Loki being larger than most horses used in the sport she found herself a bit too high up.

She could hear her father shouting at her because of her fourth failure. The man wanted his only child to be a trick rider like himself. And while she was more than happy with being able to learn, even picking up the trade alongside her own. He would not let up on her, it was easily one of the more dangerous sports in the family, one wrong move and she could be killed.

Loki galloping across the arena she tried again, falling from the saddle she barley kept on with her feet. The beast was so well trained that only a few months of learning and he was already done with trying to throw her. Adrenaline rushed through her body as sand kicked up at her face. Her fingers grasping the fabric she pulled herself up with the beast still charging forward, a smile from ear to ear as she held it up. Standing in the saddle for a victory lap. The stride her mount made still being counted in her head.

They were passing the left wing of the Arena when she heard the sound of a machine of some kind burst to life. It was a normal thing, construction was always here to make sure the stable was up and running in the city streets. Yet it was not even a blink when she felt Loki spook, his rider standing on his back with the roar of the engine only feet from him proving too much. It was like a earthquake, throwing her through the air she reached out to try and soften her fall only to land over the arena wall into the gravel on the other side.

Air knocked from her lungs she bounced from the gravel. Rolling slightly, she felt her back hit something, her helmet cracking on whatever it was that stopped her travels
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" She could already hear worried voice and hands grabbing her arms as she forced herself to stand. Grooms trying to grab her horse as he charged through the sands as though he were going to battle. 'Damn it..." Gravel in her hands, white hair now a dull grey and face scratched from the impact, the woman spat on the ground. "Loki stand."
It was like a switch, the animal on the other side of the wall sat on his haunched. Dust kicked up everywhere from the force put into it. A cloud engulfing Aurora as she clicked her tongue waiting and counting each hoof beat that made it's way to her. The sound of iron on wood indicating he put his head over the wall in apology. "Lets try this again shall we?"
Moving over she waved off the workers near her. "Its okay, sorry to bother you guys." She had a limp, yet it was her pride that was hurt the most.