by ViceVersa » Tue Feb 26, 2013 3:00 pm
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Archer was riding his horse through the woods, when he heard the yell. The voice was familiar. He heard the thunder of hooves and barely managed to catch and keep hold of the rein of a galloping horse. Calming it and bringing it with him, he followed the direction of the yell. There he sighted the princess in the snow. "Milady, are you hurt?" He looked at her carefully. "You must be cold." He pulled of his cloak and offered it to her."
Real life comes first for me, so if I don't get on for a while I'm probably just really busy.