Redtail Rise Passerby

it might as well have been a spur in a mustang's side, a bronc screaming wildly as it thrashes from the shoot. but sunrise was no mad mare, as she becomes a speeding bullet.

a wicked mess of snarling teeth, the young girl grows brazen with her father's encouragement. she snaps wildly at the stranger's limbs, in an aim to forcefully push him away and force him to run. reckless thunder prickles her hackles, the clicking of her tongue against her teeth as faded eyes focus sharply onto the stranger.

it was perhaps not a test of his talent so much as it was for sunrise's ability to take direction and follow through. and as her heels would kick up, she would aim to succeed the expectations for both.