#wolfcried

She looks nervously around her and the only thing able to calm her is her fingers curling around her mare’s mane. She snorts, seemingly able to sense her rider’s nervousness. He said to look here for a proper trainer. It took days for Ayashe to actually work up the nerve. As ridiculous as it sounds, a woman living in the frontier for several years a nervous wreck in search of one man. She had heard tales of him and little of nothing else. 

Her own Mentor seemed to know much more. As if he had history here. 

The manor loomed over the native woman as her eyes raked the structure... Come on, girl, you can do it. If he says no you can freely walk away. No, Kesegowaase wouldn’t allow that. If anything-

“This is ridiculous!” She says out loud, taking a deep breath and began marching up those small stone steps... and she knocks, three times, and harder than she’d like to admit and waited.