Fingers jiggled the reins a bit subtly commanding for “midnight” to begin following Mono’s horse in a steady gallop. Wind began rustling through Red’s lengthy crimson locks appearing as a blazing fire. The simple landscape was breathtaking and created a serene feeling among the tension shared amongst the unique group. She was especially hard to anger and had no qualms with any of these strangers; in fact, grunges did not exist with anyone in her past. It was freeing to hold no hard feelings toward people, and anger was an emotion that corrupted the ability to fight and see things clearly. A thief could not allow themselves to be hindered by such petty emotions, and they certainly could not afford that luxury. 

[b]“Such fowl words uttered by a lady.”[/b] Red quipped to the woman.

[b]“Perhaps we should introduce ourselves since we shall most likely be spending days together. My name’s Red and learning about such marvels like what Dormin has to offer, and then taking them is my specialty.”[/b] She added with a grin. 

Who knew honesty and thievery went hand in hand?