She really wasn't supposed to have been gone as long as she was, but she never paid too much attention to her father or lady mother's rules, much to their chagrin. She was a wild girl at heart, and exploring and adventuring was who she was at the core, despite the fact she did it in a silk dress.
That morning she had decided that while her parents were otherwise occupied with council meetings and what have you, she would take her horse and wander; connect with nature as she loved to do. Of course her bow and quiver accompanied her, but in the countless times she disappeared from Winterfell, she had only ever run into trouble once.
This would mark the second time.
Crouched elegantly by the pond, she was looking at her reflection in the water as long red hair hid her face away from the eyes that were watching. But blue-grey eyes snapped up and immediately went to the wildling man in surprise.
Ygritte froze, only spending a short second to damn herself for leaving her weapon where she left her horse, leaving her with only one option.
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Date: 2016-07-07 11:20 pm (UTC)That morning she had decided that while her parents were otherwise occupied with council meetings and what have you, she would take her horse and wander; connect with nature as she loved to do. Of course her bow and quiver accompanied her, but in the countless times she disappeared from Winterfell, she had only ever run into trouble once.
This would mark the second time.
Crouched elegantly by the pond, she was looking at her reflection in the water as long red hair hid her face away from the eyes that were watching. But blue-grey eyes snapped up and immediately went to the wildling man in surprise.
Ygritte froze, only spending a short second to damn herself for leaving her weapon where she left her horse, leaving her with only one option.
To run.