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Post by KATHLEEN DACEY on Aug 23, 2010 13:26:44 GMT -5
Soft footsteps were heard as Kathleen walked out of her home and down the street. Her mother had asked her to pick up a bridle for Nevan today. Giving her an unsure look she gave in to her mother's words and left the house soon after. Nevan's bridle was so old it broke. But being just a simple commoner they had to buy a inexpensive one to which she hoped they had. So off she went into the shops of Port Royal to look for a bridle. Yes Kathleen was reluctant.
The shy lass kept her head down most of the time and picked up the skirt of her yellow dress as she maneuvered through certain obstacles or people. She didn't like being in crowds or to have people look at her. Just noticing she was there. It bugged her an awful lot. Her fiery red hair was pulled up from her neck and away from her face in something simple and her skin was squeaky clean. Kathleen certainly made sure of that. Her olive green eyes looked up as she noticed the Bit'N'Stirrup.
Walking in her olive eyes looked around, a little hesitant to walk up to the man and ask him. So instead she bit her bottom lip and looked around a bit longer."Miss?" the man asked her eyes looked up. She dropped her skirt from her hands and folded them infront of her form. The corset was pretty uncomfortable and she took in a deep breath. "Yes I well I need a bridle sir" Kathleen spoke quietly. Her ears heard someone behind her and she moved out of the way so the short lass wasn't in their way.
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