If this didnt have its perks. She arched her brow at the man she had her focus on, now seeing the tint of red in his hair, much like her own, but not quite. However, he was quite the handsome man walking around here.
No, you snap out of it that’s not what we’re focusing on.
She sighed and looked away from him, to the protesting stallion, still being lead to the trough, however she noticed something. His horse favored one front leg, and, being around horses her whole life, she could see that something was bothering him. Standing slowly, she swallowed her nerves and walked over, mostly out of concern for the horse than the impression she would probably make at this point.
Seeing one of the men yanking on his mouth, Pepper picked up her pace, “Hey, wait a second” She told him, “Dont pull, he’s got something in his hoof”
She exchanged a silent look with the man before running her hand along the white horse’s neck, “Easy..” She spoke lowly and moved her hand down his leg, bending over to pick his hoof up, spotting a stone lodged between his hoof and horseshoe, against the very sensitive part of his frog. “There we are..” She said quietly and her nimble fingers picked the dirt away, feeling him try to pull but she held his ankle firm, plucking the stone out and letting him drop his foot, “See?” She told him, holding out a small stone in the palm of her hand. “He should be better now..huh big guy?” She asked with a smile, giving his shoulder a good rub.
He glanced over at what was happening, noticing the oddly dressed woman by his horse, he frowned a bit, he didn’t say anything as she’d help the horse, he wondered how long it had been walking with a stone lodged in it’s shoe. He let out a small sigh and turned back to those speaking to him, waving his hand at them dismissively, they moved away.
He ran his hand lightly through his hair and moved off as well, the horse lifted it’s head and sniffed her a little bit, then nudged her to say thank you for getting rid of the pain in it’s hoof before it moved and drank from the trough. The man looking after the horses stared at her a little confused and tried to work out what to do, he can’t have been the only one to notice what she was wearing so he was debating on what to do before going and telling one of the guards about her.
"Please? Cant you give me something? Just so I can get to—"
"No money no horse" The stableman told her again, his french accent thick.
"But I have money—"
The man slammed the door to the stables and Pepper stood with a scowl twisting her face. “Fine. If its going to be like that” She huffed and Kicked a metal bucket into the cluster of chickens, mostly by accident, and it sent them spluttering but they went right back to pecking at the ground like it never happened. She fell back against the barn and slid to the ground, wondering what in the world she was going to do. Her money was useless in their eyes. Of course it was money they’ve never seen, men printed on dollar bills? Made from paper they had never seen, of course they would think it was fake. She didnt even have jewelry on her, or she’d hand over a pair of gold earrings, something. But she had nothing.
Hearing the sound of horses coming into the village, she looked up, seeing a small calvary, if it was even that, maybe three riders, and she wasn’t even sure if they were together. She watched them, maybe with the slightest bit of envy, being they were on something she needed, and so easily it came to them. But she said nothing, merely watched, contemplated what to do. How the one in front on a white stallion it looked like; just from how built, and masculine the horse seemed on its own, hid his identity behind a hood. And she wished she could do the same, however she stuck out like a sore thumb in a pair of sky blue pajama pants and a black t-shirt.
His horse protested about further movement and snorted, Henry sighed, muttering, “stubborn beast…” He looked over his shoulder at everyone else who had been following him along, “we should rest a while…give the horses a chance to rest and drink should they need too.” He said to them before he climbed down from the horses back, he watched the horse still refuse to move even as the young guard tried to pull it over to the water trough near by.
He looked around lowering the hood down from his head, he moved to stretch, glad to be off the horse, if only for a short while, eventually his horse was convinced to move to the trough with the other two horses, Henry and the guards were all resting as well, it had been an all but long and tiring trip.