Reena found herself giving out a breath of relief. James was okay? "Where is he now? Do you know?" The guy was rough to get along with but he was always a good kid. Just needed something to get him away from the crap his home life brought him. Pointing her crossbow down she made her way back to the woods, nodding her head at the questions. 
"Yeah, I own Misty Meadow. Name's Reena Hanlon, been training humans and equines my entire life." Seeing Epona she gave the horse a pat. Looking up at the girl on her mare's back. "Just gonna lead her back so hang on hun. We're all gonna be there soon, just before dark actually."

Taking the reins of her paint mare she began to move through the foliage with ease. A calmness about her even though the world was turning into shit. "What barn did your family use? I been the messenger for some, helping folk here round up their stock and secure their homes when they don't have the means to. Got a few horses to spare and know the area, can lend you a hand."

Family meant everything to her, and if there was another one trying to find each other in the thick of chaos than it was a need to help out. She could see it in his eyes, he was just a man worried about his family. "Don't worry, its just those cattle farmers who been turning people away. Lots here are good folk they just don't know whats going on cause they got their hands full with their animals."

It took almost an hour to reach her home. A long winding trail keeping the place out of the way for most unless you made an appointment. Trees producing a natural barrier, a small arena and stable dotting the land with pastures at the back. A two floor home at the centre with a small garden. 
The door opening Reena found herself engulfing the blond that left her house. "You have no idea how much I was worrying about you. Where your mama?" Yet all James done was shook his head, the poor kid had no idea. "I just ran, mom could be one of those things for all I know." 
A lump in her throat she began to nod her head, bringing the kid in a side hug. "We'll find her, she may have left thinking you already came here or that I got you. She'll be somewhere." It was a pathetic attempt to keep his hopes up, her voice convincing yes but the first rain of bombs was a sign that no one was leaving that city. 
"Well guys, welcome to my home. It'll mean a lot if you wait a moment though, gotta untack Epona here and let her loose." The last thing she needed was a horse with saddle sores needing medical attention. No, if something happened to her animals now that she couldn't fix herself she would just have to put them down.

Leading her mare inside the barn James was quick to follow. "If you need to head inside go ahead, just don't go touching everything you see I got a collection in there." The barn itself was a warm place, wooden beams and thickly padded stalls with bedded shavings. Lights still on idacating power she put the mare in cross ties, taking the saddles off her sweaty hide James brought a brush to her coat. His eyes slightly clouded as he tried to vanish into his work. "Be careful out here hun, I don't want you to go running off on your own you understand?"
She couldn't bring herself to speak of the horrors that happened at the Petersons. The smacking jaws and grabbing fingers. She couldn't stand the sounds, the smells, non of it. Instead she just kept brushing, her crossbow still on her back.


Reena's house though spoke a different side of the horse woman. A large TV in her living room having all sorts of game systems. From the atari to the PS4, walls lined with shelves of games as well as posters of comics, movies and varies other stories. Her books cases holding books that were as thick as a man's hand from wrist to finger tips, authors such as RA Salvador and Gorge RR Martin, the warder man, the history of Drow.
Sure there were photos of her with her prized horses. Yet she seemed to keep equine pride in the stable or another room. It was a nerds dream in her house, her room even worse.