Sweat, Horses and a girl [Kiah]
Jun 20, 2013 8:38:48 GMT -5
Post by Aurum on Jun 20, 2013 8:38:48 GMT -5
Bae was flying. Not really, but it felt like it, riding bareback on
Silhouette, a large dappled grey mare. They were riding hard, Bae's hair flying out behind her. Sweat was caked on the back of the both of them and when Bae pulled the horse to a stop to rest at a small stream, both were breathing quite heavily. The stream was completely empty, save a small trickle of dirty water that worked it's way through the otherwise dry bed. Bae slid off Silhouette and cup her hands in the trickle and watched them slowly fill. She held the water up to the horse who drank it greedily. It wasn't much, but it helped.
Bae's white shirt was drenched and stuck to her back. She was covered in dust, as was the horse next to her. Her arms boasted a light sunburn, barely noticeable on her tan skin. She walked over to the shade of some parched willows, Silhouette following like a giant, obedient dog, at her heels. Bae sat, letting the mare graze freely. The exhausted girl could hear the quiet buzz of an electric fence, that told her she was close to the edge of her District. Bae knew she should take Silhouette farther from the fence, so that she wouldn't get in trouble, but she was too tried to care.
When she was younger, she used to think if she was quiet enough, and listened hard, she might hear something from her neighboring district. That was back when Bae was a dreamer. When she wished she and her family didn't have to work so hard and they could live somewhere else. Bae shook her head, ridding herself of the memories of the past. No matter how hard she wished, things would never change. The most that could would be that she would be picked for the Hunger Games. That was one change she wouldn't be able to bear if it happened. She couldn't leave her little brother Roan all alone. He wouldn't survive.
Bae brought her attention back to the present. In her lack of diligence, Silhouette had wandered farther away then Bae could let her. The girl whistled, and the trained horse trotted back to her rider. Bae got up, leaped onto the mare, and nudged her into a trot. They head back to the large worn-down barn that sat in the distance. The pair were too tired to gallop back, and so, they set off at pleasant pace.
Bae looked up at the cloudless blue sky and wondered absently when it would rain. The grasses were drying up and the cost of oats had gone up because of the drought. Things were probably worse off in District 11, though. All their crops were probably dying from lack of rain. Bae sighed and looked back at the field around her. it was actually kind of pretty. The grass had a rough look, but the colors were beautiful. Reds, browns, and golds, with small green shoots peaking out here and there. The drought was really taking a toll.
Silhouette, a large dappled grey mare. They were riding hard, Bae's hair flying out behind her. Sweat was caked on the back of the both of them and when Bae pulled the horse to a stop to rest at a small stream, both were breathing quite heavily. The stream was completely empty, save a small trickle of dirty water that worked it's way through the otherwise dry bed. Bae slid off Silhouette and cup her hands in the trickle and watched them slowly fill. She held the water up to the horse who drank it greedily. It wasn't much, but it helped.
Bae's white shirt was drenched and stuck to her back. She was covered in dust, as was the horse next to her. Her arms boasted a light sunburn, barely noticeable on her tan skin. She walked over to the shade of some parched willows, Silhouette following like a giant, obedient dog, at her heels. Bae sat, letting the mare graze freely. The exhausted girl could hear the quiet buzz of an electric fence, that told her she was close to the edge of her District. Bae knew she should take Silhouette farther from the fence, so that she wouldn't get in trouble, but she was too tried to care.
When she was younger, she used to think if she was quiet enough, and listened hard, she might hear something from her neighboring district. That was back when Bae was a dreamer. When she wished she and her family didn't have to work so hard and they could live somewhere else. Bae shook her head, ridding herself of the memories of the past. No matter how hard she wished, things would never change. The most that could would be that she would be picked for the Hunger Games. That was one change she wouldn't be able to bear if it happened. She couldn't leave her little brother Roan all alone. He wouldn't survive.
Bae brought her attention back to the present. In her lack of diligence, Silhouette had wandered farther away then Bae could let her. The girl whistled, and the trained horse trotted back to her rider. Bae got up, leaped onto the mare, and nudged her into a trot. They head back to the large worn-down barn that sat in the distance. The pair were too tired to gallop back, and so, they set off at pleasant pace.
Bae looked up at the cloudless blue sky and wondered absently when it would rain. The grasses were drying up and the cost of oats had gone up because of the drought. Things were probably worse off in District 11, though. All their crops were probably dying from lack of rain. Bae sighed and looked back at the field around her. it was actually kind of pretty. The grass had a rough look, but the colors were beautiful. Reds, browns, and golds, with small green shoots peaking out here and there. The drought was really taking a toll.
