ⅸ ┆ wark!

[shrugs_a_lot]

[Cloud's at the stables, he's been there long enough to actually approach to a particular white mare with black mane and tail --that reminds him very much to Odin's horse--, which he's petting as he examines her. He can't get over the fact that horses only have four legs... Where are the other two?

None of the horses look like they would last a day out there carrying him and the Buster Sword, leave alone all the other stuff he's supposed to bring for the expedition...

The mare seems curious about his hair, and she tries to either smell it or take a munch out of it. Cloud doesn't let her do any of that and in the process of stopping her gently, the journal falls from his pocket, opening as it usually does in these circumstances; without him noticing.]

--stop that... Chocobos do that too...

Horses, giant lizards, but no chocobos. Castle, you suck.


.......


Wark...

[The mare neighs softly at the sound.]

Kweh?...



{{open in person or through journal}}

Comments

[commandsthewind]

It does, and it does not. At times, it is frustrating... if only for people's poor understanding on my life, despite them knowing so much of me. But in a usual, run of the day sort of way? It has little bearing whatsoever.

[Elizabeth's mentality ran somewhere along the lines of, everyone is probably lying about something, she just didn't care unless they were lying about something important to her.

That was what spies were for after all.]

[shrugs_a_lot]

I'm pretty sure no one will ever get to fully understand what's going on in their own lives, let alone other's. Dead or alive.

[Now, excuse him he's going to test the speed of this beast and after saying that, he spurs the horse.]

[commandsthewind]

[she couldn't help but laugh under her breath at that. Again louder when he took off. Not that she was one to be left behind. She gave a kick, still at ease with it, more then that, enjoy it as she caught up with him, then urged her horse faster.]

Come on then, my lord.

[shrugs_a_lot]

[He looks over his shoulder just to see her catching up with him. Perfect! ... Is she up for a race? She's not so bad, not at all, and he being a competitive little brat, urges his mount to try get ahead of her.]

[commandsthewind]

[She's just as bad, apparently. Because as soon as she realizes, she gets right into it, racing his horse against her own... To wherever they are heading. The tree line perhaps? The first one there wins?]

[shrugs_a_lot]

[The tree line seems like the good finish line, Cloud seems to get the same idea. However Cloud is much more heavy than he appears to be even with his slender looks, Elizabeth's horse gets ahead easily when he reaches the top speed of his horse.

He brings his horse to a halt, with some effort, when he crosses the line after her. Enjoy your victory, Elizabeth~]