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[dunbrochqueen]

-riding through the forest, shooting targets-

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[tothebone]

It's just a flash, a glimpse between trees that part then rejoin as she swiftly rides past: the bones of a deer standing in the forest, antlered head turning to track her as she goes.

[dunbrochqueen]

-she slows her horse down-

Steady on, Hamish. Who's there?

[tothebone]

(The deer is now behind her. If she wheels and goes back, she might catch it with it's head down, nudging at the undergrowth as if looking for something to nibble at. But as soon as she returns, it lifts its head again to watch her in the careful way of even bold deer.)

(Otherwise, the forest is as peaceful as ever.

[dunbrochqueen]

-Elinor clicks her tongue at her horse and follows back where she's come from. Oh, a dear, was that all that followed her? She laughs a little-

Och, bein' spooked by nothin' again.