Lily moved to a black horse but backed up when it reared up. She moved to a much calmer light bay/creamish colored horse. It had black socks, mane, and tail. She stepped up and reached her hand out. The horse sniffed her hand and stood still as she moved her hand up to run her fingers through it's mane. Lily smiles.

Kion mounts her horse and rides it around the camp. It is still a bit resistant and bucks a bit, attempting to throw her off.

Lily tries to follow Kion's example, but ends up falling off. After several attempts Lily yawns and unrolls her sleeping bag. "I'll try more tomorrow, right now I'm going to sleep." Lily rubs her behind, it's sore from her trying to get on the horse and failing. She curls up and quickly falls asleep ignoring everyone else.

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i ride into the camp, not very awake. my head drops forward. Brisingr stops. i sit up. "good boy." i say faintly. i yawn. "we aren't going to make it to the town in time boy." a wave of fresh pain hits me. i grasp my side and clench my teeth. i look down. Fresh blood covers my shirt and hand. it had been three days since i had been stabbed, and my, now infected wound, has not stopped bleeding. i slump forward, on to Brisingr's neck. Me and that horse had been together for as long as i could recall. he starts forward. i slip off and fall to the ground. i cry out as i hit. i curl up in the fetal petition. Brisingr sniff at me. "go on."i say. the horse turns and leave. he had a plan of his own. he kicks at the other horses, causing them to stur. he hoped that it would wake the people of the camp.




Brisingr (only an adult.):

Lily stirs as the horses whinny. She sighs the others must still be trying to ride their horses. She mumbles out loud, "I am trying to sleep. Please do the same." As she rolls over a horse stamps uncomfortably near her face. She draws in a quick breath and gets up to tie the horses in some meadow where they can be safe and eat.
As she walks toward her horse that had moved to the other side of camp she trips over someone. She stammers out apologizes and then realizes, by the light of the campfire that the other's were gathered around, that this person was not part of the original group. "Hey guys, I think I found someone!" She shouts out to the others. She bends to help him up when she realizes that he is hurt. "He's bleeding..." She looks up at the others coming towards her, and then her tiered mind catches up and she realizes that she can heal him. She apologizes again and concentrates on her magic. Her hands glow with a soft light and so does her staff. As they grow brighter the man's wounds begin to heal.