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After Heather had decided she needed nobody leading her and especially not Vidar, she and Shorty had left the big group of riders to try finding their way through hungary on their own.
It couldn't be that hard, afterall hungary was a positivly flat country and Heather already had been there plenty of times for business with RPS or other hungarian stables.
So, she and Shorty made their way through the snowy countryside. Shorty didn't mind, the young obertaurer mare had the stamina of an ox and could galopp for what appeared to be ages, if the territory was flat enough for her to gain enough speed to get into her comfortable running-like-there-is-no-tomorrow-mode.

They kept going like this for a while, when Heather eventually needed to slow her mare down, because truth be told, flat hungary turned out to not be quite as easy to navigate as she orginally had though. She did have to admit to herself, no matter how much she hated it, that she had lost her way.
Nothing but snow in sight, Heather came to the point, that it still probably would be best to just go on straight ahead and hopefully bump into a village or streett or something eventually.
To Heathers releave, a little while later she spotted an elderly lady carrieng her groceries, probably on the way home and like it was with elderly people from the countryside, her biggest comitment to winter was wearing stocking. Well, Heather was not here to question her clothing and so she rode over, politely asking.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for directions. Do you know . . ."
But she didn't get to finish her scentance, for the lady waved a hand at her,
"Nem értem!", she said, followed by some hungarian apologies, least, that was what Heather suspected.
Hm. She knew she should've refreshed her hungarian, before coming here.

And here's the Hungary part for
Some of you might recognize the nice, hungarian lady from the summer, when Charlie met her during the Hungaria Event.
Thought it a nice idea to bring her back. Lol. ;3 Poor woman probably wonders why on earth she keeps running into those weird foreigners.

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Continuing from here -

After Heather had decided she needed nobody leading her and especially not Vidar, she and Shorty had left the big group of riders to try finding their way through hungary on their own.
It couldn't be that hard, afterall hungary was a positivly flat country and Heather already had been there plenty of times for business with RPS or other hungarian stables.
So, she and Shorty made their way through the snowy countryside. Shorty didn't mind, the young obertaurer mare had the stamina of an ox and could galopp for what appeared to be ages, if the territory was flat enough for her to gain enough speed to get into her comfortable running-like-there-is-no-tomorrow-mode.

They kept going like this for a while, when Heather eventually needed to slow her mare down, because truth be told, flat hungary turned out to not be quite as easy to navigate as she orginally had though. She did have to admit to herself, no matter how much she hated it, that she had lost her way.
Nothing but snow in sight, Heather came to the point, that it still probably would be best to just go on straight ahead and hopefully bump into a village or streett or something eventually.
To Heathers releave, a little while later she spotted an elderly lady carrieng her groceries, probably on the way home and like it was with elderly people from the countryside, her biggest comitment to winter was wearing stocking. Well, Heather was not here to question her clothing and so she rode over, politely asking.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for directions. Do you know . . ."
But she didn't get to finish her scentance, for the lady waved a hand at her,
"Nem értem!", she said, followed by some hungarian apologies, least, that was what Heather suspected.
Hm. She knew she should've refreshed her hungarian, before coming here.

And here's the Hungary part for
Some of you might recognize the nice, hungarian lady from the summer, when Charlie met her during the Hungaria Event.
Thought it a nice idea to bring her back. Lol. ;3 Poor woman probably wonders why on earth she keeps running into those weird foreigners.