Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141201012529/@comment-11457306-20141213024445

Megan was bouncing and sliding around on the horse's back like a loose sack of goods. Her legs were too short to grip the animals sides and she'd lost one stirrup. Her other boot had gone through the stirrup and she was panicked, for if she fell she'd be dragged to her death. She gripped the pommel with both hands and prayed to all the Divines.

Riona was, fortunately, behind her and could see the bad situation her friend was in. She gave the beast his head and they soon caught up with her. The animals had forgotten why they were running by now and Riona's mount was back under control, but Megan's horse sensed her panic and was wall-eyed with fright. Froth flew from his mouth and sweat was beginning to form on his neck and flanks. Riona leaned forward and threw her cloak over the animal's head. He immediately slowed to a stop.

"Oh gods, Riona, that was inspired!" cried Megan. She leaned over and freed her foot.

"Climb over here, Meg.  These horses are too big for you.  Hurry!  We've got to get back and help!"

Megan climbed over behind Riona, who pulled her cloak off the runaway. They left him there on the trail and went galloping back, with Megan holding on tightly to Riona's waist.