[Open] A Star In Hand Lit His Way

[rinwell]

WHO: Rinwell and various.
WHAT: Catch-all log for December!
WHEN: All December.
WHERE: Cadens (Free Cities) and Horizon
WARNINGS: TBD - will update as and when applicable!

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[rinwell]

[ Ciri slows and Rinwell does not, though Poppy is certainly aware she's no longer being raced alongside with. (Poppy might be lazy at times, but even a pony enjoys a good canter from time to time.)

It's only as they clear the hill crest and are starting the downward slope that Rinwell realises she's leaving her friend behind, and sits up and back, trying to use her weight as she was taught rather than haul back on the reins to slow her mount.

It works, sort of. ]

Woahhh, woahhh, w-woooah!!

[ The last 'woah' is a lot less steady as the mare obeys but also veers a bit sideways with the command, and the sudden drop to trot has that bouncy gait returning. Hopefully Ciri won't laugh too long as Rinwell finds herself falling forward on the mare's neck, unable to adapt to posting in time, and is left clinging to Poppy's mane for dear life before mare helpfully stops. ]

[wiedzminka]

[ No such luck. Of course Ciri laughs, loud and unabashed, but not unkind. When Poppy finally stops, Ciri guides her mare beside her still giggling, giving Rinwell a wide grin. ]

Almost had it. Solid try, but you won't beat me yet.

[ She nods over to the next hill, the desert covered in rolling mounds like like it, covered in large rocks and green-gray shrubs. The sand is too hard packed to be slippery, though; the horses are able to run just fine.

Ciri smirks, squeezing her heels against Nixie's flanks. ]

C'mon. Let's go again.