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[Dreamweaver]

Happy with this one, Gitano? Destry asked his horse as they stopped in front of the third inn that night. You wait too much longer and it will be too late to get a room and a stall. We'd have to sleep outside again.
Gitano tossed his mane and snorted indignantly, This one will be fine, I suppose.
Destry chucked to himself, You're such a wonderful stallion, Gitano, but sometimes you act just like a pampered mare.
Gitano playfully kicked up his back feet.
One of these times, Gitano, you're actually going to unseat me with those. What will you do then? Destry asked.
Laugh at you.

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BTW, Sapphiresmoke, sorry about not being on for so long.... My computer has been crazy slow for the last two weeks or so.... and I was just lazy. I'm really sorry!

[sapphiresmoke]

Reaching her shack, which was surrounded by exactly identical ones, Raewyn unlocked her door and entered. With barely a thought to anything, she collapsed onto the cot that was her bed and fell into a deep sleep, not to wake until morning.



WAKE UP!

The thought burst through Raewyn's sleep like a roar would break silence.

WHAT, Tadita? I'm sleeping, she answered.

Liar. You're perfectly awake, or you wouldn't have answered. I'm hungry. Come feed me, the mare demanded.

Awake thanks to you, Raewyn grumbled, but she eased out of bed anyway.

She forced herself to wake up by splashing cold water on her face, then dried off before slipping out the door to walk to the stable block.

The shacks looked even more dismal by daylight than they had the night before. The cracks between the boards were prominent, and several roofs had holes in them. The paint that had once been white was now a yellowish color, cracked and chipping with age. Still, it was all Raewyn could afford, so it was home.

She walked quickly, trying to keep warm in the early morning chill. Very few people were out this early, but as she looked around, she noticed a vaguely familiar figure coming toward her.


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No big deal, Dreamweaver... I understand.

[Dreamweaver]

Destry shuffled down the street with his hand shoved deep into his pockets. The morning air was cold, and he shivered. He'd left Gitano at the inn, as the stallion wouldn't be allowed in the places he was going.
He glanced down the street and noted the figure walking down the street toward him. He recognized the girl he'd met the previous night and cursed under his breath. He averted his eyes and hoped he wouldn't recognize him.

[sapphiresmoke]

Oh, no. Not him again, Raewyn moaned inwardly as she recognized the boy from the night before.

Deliberately looking the other way, she walked faster, determined to get to the corner of the street and turn before she had to pass him.

[Dreamweaver]

Destry was so distracted that he failed to watch the uneven cobblestones at his feet. The edge of his foot caught the portruding edge of one and his stumbled to the ground. He grumbled to himslef as he saw the jagged hole the sharp edge had torn in the toe of his soft leather boot. He glanced up. The girl was eyeing him over her shoulder. Destry scowled.
"What do you want?" he growled.

[sapphiresmoke]

Just as Raewyn got to the corner, she glanced over her shoulder at the boy. She looked just in time to see him trip on a cobblestone that stuck up at an awkward angle. When he looked up, their eyes met.

He scowled at her. "What do you want?"

Raewyn's eyes narrowed.

"Well, I was going to ask if you were all right. I can see now that it would be no use," she snapped back.

[Dreamweaver]

Destry picked himself up and brushed the dirt from his breeches
"Thank you, I'm fine. You can leave now." He said.
Destry, Gitano's voice sounded in his head, Careful. You're supposed to make connections in this town, not enemies.

[sapphiresmoke]

Raewyn turned away without another word. If he was still going to be rude, she wasn't going to waste her time.

Are you coming? Tadita demanded.

Yes, yes, Raewyn replied distractedly. I'm almost there.

[Dreamweaver]

Suddenly, a rapid clatter of hooves sounded on the road. Gitano galloped around the corner and slid to an abrupt halt just inches in front of Destry.
Gitano! What are you doing here. he asked.
Intervening, He replied, you should talk to her.
Why?
She could be helpful to you.
Fine. You want to talk to her?
No.
Destry rolled his eyes. How did you get here anyway?
I broke the stall door down.
Gitano!

[sapphiresmoke]

Well, hurry. I'm hungry, the mare insisted.

All right, all right. I'm coming! Raewyn told her, quickening her pace. Just don't break the stall door down, okay? I can't afford to have it fixed.