New Life (Vierna, then open)

[nydia]

The rain poured heavily upon the two elves and panic arose within Nydia. The beautiful, white mare's coat had been tainted by the mud the rain had created. The drops stung her face due to the fact the speed her horses had been running, was fast. She raced upon her white mare as another horse's reins were held tightly between her fingers. She felt helpless just being a horse keeper, so quickly, she tied their reins together and un tucked her bow from her slender shoulders. Nydia's left right hand rested upon her quiver, ready to draw an arrow.

She squinted to look into the trees, but her sister wasn't in sight. She heard another horse's gallop matching their horses' and she knew then, that her pursuers were close. She had more than one bandit after her. Perhaps Vierna was on their tracks, but this one got by.

The one who had been close to Nydia came into eye's view and so she had drawn an arrow and readied it on her bow. The hand holding the arrow rested on her cheek for support as she steadied herself on her galloping horse. Clear shot.

*Phewp*

The arrow shot right into the back of the man's head as he was thrown off his horse(shame he wasn‘t wearing a helmet). Nydia flinched as she heard the sickening crack of his skull when it made contact with a root, then run over by his own horse. “One down! How many more to go?” she called out to her invisible ally. The element of surprise was no longer an option. Also, it would be better if they knew her location, so the blond can take them down with a tug on her bow; simple as that.

There was no sign of slowing down, especially when her life was on the line. Vieran would not have it. Nydia tugged on the rein when she wished for the horse to take a sharp turn.

If her father hadn't acted foolishly, she would not have had her life threatened and forced into running and hiding. She didn't hate her father for it, she was just saddened she could no longer see him until all was safe.

[nydia]

"None," she her Vierna shout from the trees. Nydia watched as Vi jumped from her cover and was about to yell at her once more. "Nydia..halt your horse!" quickly she turned to grab the reins when a large tree protruding from the ground, right in the path between the two horses.

Quickly her fingers stuggled to untie the reins, but failed. She tossed her bow back and prepared to transform. If she wouldn't, the reins would hook onto the tree and at the speed the horses were running was dangerous. There was a good chance Nydia would break some bones from the ground's impact, or have the horses roll over her.

Nydia was whipped off her horse when their necks jerked in a gruesome snap. Their spinal cords and been popped out of place, making them fumble to the ground, while Nydia used that as a momentum to jump further from the accident. Whilst air born, she turned into a White Tiger. Her clothes were torn violently from her as her body mass tippled. She was lucky enough her cloak was spared, and just untied at the neck.

The white beast landed hard into the soil, and tumbled with no chance at slowing. Eventually it all stopped, and she turned back into her Elven form. Gashes ran across her delicate skin as she felt the mud makes it way into the open wounds. Slowly she stood and limped towards the two horses. Nydia scooped up her cloak while passing it, then wrapped it around her naked body.

Once the two horses lay before her, she collapsed to her knees. They were both limp granted by death. She was hoping they would have been alive, so she could have healed them. Tears overwhelmed her as she leaned over the two gentle creatures.

"What have I done!?" she stroked both the mares' nussles tenderly and kissed them lightly on the forehead. Nydia made a selfishish decision, and for that, the two horses accepted the fate that should have been hers. "Vi....I killed them..." her lip trembled between sobs. "I cannot help them."

[nydia]

“Just be grateful you are alive. Do not mourn for these horses, they served their purpose well. All things come to their end sooner or later, you as a druid, should know this. Come, let us seek shelter.” Nydia sniffled and sobbed while her sister tried to enlighten her with another death speach. It is like she doesn't understand that everyone's life is important, animal or not.

Nydia's hand slipped into a satchel at the side of her dead horse and pulled out neatly folded clothes. "Let me dress first, please." they weren't far from home, which made this travel seem all the more long. It had felt like they traveled for weeks.

She dropped her already wet claok on the moist ground. She wasn't shy of her body, especially infront of Vi. They grew up like sisters, and while they were children they would bathe together after a day of rambling about in the mud. and slipped on some travler's pants and a white, long sleeved shirt with a brown, leather corset that covered her lower torso; so, the shirt would hug her figure more.

Nydia made her way back to her horse and grabbed all her bags and also she retraced her steps to find her bow. She was in low spirits momentarily. She would get deeply depressed when someone or something dies. No, Vi couldn't understand, she isn't connected to nature like Nydia was. "Let us move on?" she seemed to act cold at the moment, but that will soon pass.

They travelled for quite sometime, and as promised, Nydia was in a better mood. Yes, she was feeling better, but she was really starting to wonder where some shelter was. As if her prayers had been answered she had seen a little cottage in the distance. "Perhaps they shall welcome us into their home?" gracefully she trotted off towards the little cabin, still sore from the turning and tumble. (she didn't heal herself for punishment, because she let her horses die)