Annowre
Annowre followed Noelle. The snow was at least two inches deeper, but it was coming less now. The crunch of the snow under the horses' hooves was the only sound apart from the wind through the trees and moutaintops. In no time, they were back near their own village. The snow had been shoveled from the dirt road.
"I think I'll walk..." Annowre slid off her horse, but before she could notice, she slid on the icey ground and caught herself. "Ahh! My ankle..." She looked at her foot, but gritted her teeth and lifted herself back onto her horse. Noelle was looking questioningly at her, but she just grinned like everything was fine.