“That’s it, girl. Faster, faster!” The blonde boscosi back home and indulging her favourite hobby, Anika Adler pushed the soles of her shoes deeper into the stirrups as raised herself a little way higher than her saddle and whipped at the reigns she held onto, all the while offering words of excitement and encouragement to the handsome lady whom she now found herself upon the back of.
Strong and swift, with plenty of stamina as well. Reminds me of… The scenery whipping past her meanwhile as she lurched across the scenery of the valleys where she had been born and raised, in the background mountains which had their peaks once more dusted with snow now that summer had ended seemed to climb their way toward the heavens, lit up by the gentle strength of a waning sun overhead. Though today it seemed that her mind was focused more upon her partner than anything else as she swept through the greenery, as least for the moment…