(#2) [Amy stood next to the horse, holding the reins loosely. Alternating between looking at the horse and looking at the river in front of her. Riding had been an experience, so she was happy to give the horse a rest and walk next to it. Him. She corrected himself. This was going to be interesting. Not the fun kind of interesting. She braced herself, it was going to be cold but better on foot than on horseback this time.]
We can do this.
[She may have been looking at the horse as she said it she was talking to herself.
While the water was cold, they'd nearly made it. Only a couple of slips in the shallow water of the crossing. It was then the horse reared as something brushed past it's legs in the water. Amy could tell what was going to happen next and there was no way to stop it. All she could do was brace for the water being cold.
She landed in a deeper pool of water while her horse ran to the bank and back to the others that ha already made the crossing.]
(#3) [Amy had made a lot of questionable decisions in her life. More than she would admit to. They had led her along an interesting path. But this one was new even for her. Something that she didn't think she'd actually chosen. Horses hadn't ever featured in her life. Sleeping in odd places and being outside under the stars. Now that was much more familiar.
Sitting on the edges was better, a little colder maybe not being close a big fire, but she felt safer and quieter. An easy escape route made Amy a fraction more relaxed. It also meant that she could keep a lookout for the eyes in the darkness. Half her attention on the fire and those around it, watching them with as much distrust as the darkness that surrounded them. The noises from the horses occasionally taking all her attention. Making it easy to think she was more unsettled and flighty than she actually was. Her attention turned to them until they seemed settled again. Footsteps were the other focus for Amy, anyone approaching would be watched.]
Amy Pond | Supernatural
[Amy stood next to the horse, holding the reins loosely. Alternating between looking at the horse and looking at the river in front of her. Riding had been an experience, so she was happy to give the horse a rest and walk next to it. Him. She corrected himself. This was going to be interesting. Not the fun kind of interesting. She braced herself, it was going to be cold but better on foot than on horseback this time.]
We can do this.
[She may have been looking at the horse as she said it she was talking to herself.
While the water was cold, they'd nearly made it. Only a couple of slips in the shallow water of the crossing. It was then the horse reared as something brushed past it's legs in the water. Amy could tell what was going to happen next and there was no way to stop it. All she could do was brace for the water being cold.
She landed in a deeper pool of water while her horse ran to the bank and back to the others that ha already made the crossing.]
(#3)
[Amy had made a lot of questionable decisions in her life. More than she would admit to. They had led her along an interesting path. But this one was new even for her. Something that she didn't think she'd actually chosen. Horses hadn't ever featured in her life. Sleeping in odd places and being outside under the stars. Now that was much more familiar.
Sitting on the edges was better, a little colder maybe not being close a big fire, but she felt safer and quieter. An easy escape route made Amy a fraction more relaxed. It also meant that she could keep a lookout for the eyes in the darkness. Half her attention on the fire and those around it, watching them with as much distrust as the darkness that surrounded them. The noises from the horses occasionally taking all her attention. Making it easy to think she was more unsettled and flighty than she actually was. Her attention turned to them until they seemed settled again. Footsteps were the other focus for Amy, anyone approaching would be watched.]
(#4)
[Wildcard!]