Action Log: Morning of the 19th.

[brosif]

Characters: The horse formally known as Sif
Open? Yes!
Where: Schwanheim or the woods, depending on the time.
When: Morning of the 19th.
What: The magic peddler gave Sif a very special hat. Too special.
Warnings: Sif is an angry horse, yo.

In the village of Schwanheim, there is a horse in place of a prince. Her color is lovely – a deep, rich brown. Her temperament is not. She runs through the city, vision blurred, knocking over whatever lies in her way in an attempt to leave the village walls. There is a bandage around her front left Fetlock, but it covers no wound.

Being in the city enrages her. Sights and sounds are filtering into her mind in a way she is wholly unused to. She thinks of the face of a peddling man and is enraged further. She will find him.

Comments

[shiromadoushi]

As luck would have it in these matters, Bakura was precisely in the wrong place at the wrong time when a rampaging horse came running down the street. And with the streets being narrow as they were and him being too polite to dash into a strangers' house, all he could do was bolt, trying to stay a head of the pissed off animal.

[canistricari]

Coyote normally stayed on the outskirts of town, in unused houses where he could avoid being bothered. It was the commotion that brought him in to the town proper, in his normal Coyote form. Of course it was obvious to him what had happened, but this wasn't his trick. He wasn't here to gloat, merely to observe the excellent chaos.

Hope this is okay?

[consultmybooks]

[...so that's what it feels like to have someone walk, or more appropriately run, straight through him. Giles had been purposefully attempting to avoid such a thing, but the rampaging horse goes straight through him like he's a problematic cloud of mist and the world goes temporarily black.

When awareness returns, Giles finds himself being quite literally dragged along in her wake, like he's the one on a lead. It's a dizzying and disorienting feeling, and he has to take a few seconds to metaphorically find his feet again.

Once he does, of course, Giles realizes that this really is his best chance for keeping pace with the horse and finding out what the hell has it so distressed. He knows horses. He knows horses very well. This is not normal horse behavior.]

S-Slow down, you idiot animal!

[sorcerous]

Luck, perhaps, that Loki is out brushing his own horse when this happens,

He sees Sif flee from the village, and he vaults onto the little dark-colored mare and urges her to speed. A runaway horse; perhaps he could claim it as his own once recovered.