Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131222232230

"Thank you, Kinsman.  You do me honor."

Anwen settled more comfortably in the saddle, leaning back on one hip and resting the opposite leg. Switching from one hip to the other like that she could ride for hours without discomfort. She lifted her chin, the breeze blowing her short locks into a golden halo around her head. Now that the lust had cooled, she felt alive and very well.

She unslung her lute and strummed as she rode.