.:Ravenwood:.(Equestrian/Semi-Lit RPG) Closed.

[~Erica~]

"Here hold on a sec." Tristan told Eve as he set his reigns down and pulled his bag out in front of him. He pulled out the hoodie than was right at the top. He knew he would get cold despite the layers he already had on so he'd packed an extra hoodie where he could reach it easily. Eve needed it more than him right now so he held it out her. "Ya can use this for now if ya like, Ah don't really need it right now." he told her, his very southern accent showing in his words again. "It won't be hard to get water anyways Annalise, you just gotta melt some ice like Eve said."

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Eve eyed the sweat shirt hungrily, because, honestly, the wind really did sting. Biting her lip, she glanced at Tristan, "Thanks, but no thanks," she shrugged, the movement covering a shiver. "When we stop I'll get my own, and I don't want you to not have yours." She shook her head stubbornly and smiled. The last thing she wanted was to be a weak link, depending on others for help. She could take care of herself. Time and again she had had to prove that to her parents, who thought her too weak to ride, or be on her own, and now she had to prove it to everyone here. Just because it was cold out, didn't mean she was helpless. Maybe it was better right off the bat to refuse, even if it made her look stuck up. It felt better on her concience.

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-Annalise-

"Ice isn't like the warm water of a shower," Annalise countered,"I'm not much of a camper." She looked over at Eve, who was refusing to wear Tristan's sweatshirt. The girl was going to literally freeze to death. It was snowing, for pete's sake! Even with her parka, Annalise was freezing.

"You're going to get frostbite,"Annalise warned.

[~Erica~]

Tristan nodded, "Annalise is right, if you don't take it Ah'ma come over there and force onto you." he told her with a teasing grin. He wouldn't really, but he felt the mood needed to lightened a bit. "Seriously Ah don't need this right now, ya take it before ya freeze ta death." he told her. "Ya can heat the water up on a stove ya know." he countered Annalise, "Although that's no fun either really."

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Eve grimaced, the white flakes landed in her hair and got caught on her long black lashes, and made her look star-studded. "Alright, fine," she sighed, holding out her pale hand, her muscle tensed so she wouldn't shiver. "Just so you know, I'm doing this for your peace of mind," she smiled, eyeing the two kids, "Not for me." She added, slipping it over her head. While her head was under the fabric, she let a soft smile flit over her elven face. It was nice to think that they cared enough to force her to wear it, even if it didn't take a lot of caring. Her parents weren't like that, too much. If she refused, they'd shrug and tell her it was her choice. It was nice freedom, but still. Even if she didn't want to be babied, she was still glad to wear something over her shirt.

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-Annalise-

"Yes, but warm ice water is hardly a nice...toilet,"Annalise said, finally announcing her true problem with the camping trip. It was hardly a lovely subject, but they pushed her to this. So, to distract herself, Annalise smiled at Eve, glad that she and Tristan were able to knock some sense into the girl.

(Eh, slight WB.)

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Eve smiled, and nodded, sympathizing. When Annalise blurted out her issue, Eve couldnt help a surprised laugh escaping her, but after than cleared her throat and looked in front of her, through Dmitri's ears, to get her bearings. Turning back to the girl, she smiled ruefully. "Classy," she chuckled, nodding softly, not wanting to think too much about that aspect. She breathed out and her breath came in a fog. Eve was glad for the sweat-shirt. It helped with the cold a lot on her arms, and she was starting to get warmer, but she still had to blink away falling snow from her eyes, and rub them off her soft cheeks.

[~Erica~]

"Sure." Tristan told Eve in a skeptical voice. "Well your welcome anyways." he told her in a light voice. He turned to Annalise as she mentioned the toilet and chuckled. "Ya good point the toilet is probably the worst part of camping." he agreed with her. Kinda an awkward topic really so he didn't elaborate on anything. "We'll survive somehow Ah'm sure." he told the both of them with slight amusement in his voice.

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Eve smiled, nodding. People had managed with less, after all. Her thoughts delved into a deeper aspect, admiring in her mind the adaptability of the human being. They were the most drawn out species anywhere, living from places like Asia and Africa to Russia and Antarctica! She pet her horses neck, and wondered how they did it. They had no extreme physical advantage, besides thumbs, she supposed, and really, all they had was their minds. Crazy how far minds could bring them. Glancing back at Tristan, she realized she had probably seemed really ungrateful about the sweat shirt issue. Blushing at how rude she knew she sounded, she cleared her throat awkwardly and smiled, "Thanks for the jacket, Tristan, by the way," she said softly, her hands clenched tightly to the reins, wishing she hadn't sounded so darn awkward.

[~Erica~]

"Your very welcome." he told her with a small smile hearing the awkwardness of her words. "Really don't worry bout it." he told her gently. He looked up to the front, "We're kinda falling behind." he commented as he noticed the rest of the group was a bit ahead of the three of them. "Maybe we should catch up before we fall to far behind." he suggested to the two girls.