"Don't touch me!"
"Easy. I’m not going to hurt you." He put his hands out to the side, in full view and away from any weapon.
Rye could sense the horses uncertainty with her and looked it straight in the eyes, hoping it would trust her. “Alright…” She nodded, leaning against the horse as she ran a hand over his mane. The creature had obviously been well cared for.
Leon gave the horse another reassuring pat before removing his cape. He didn't want his chain mail irritating her... allergy? He moved to put the cape around her. "To protect against the metal, or a chill for that matter. I'll have to lift you onto the horse, alright?"










