Just Away from the Bonfire: Ellie & Rider
She hadn't gone very far before she heard that voice. Rider. Ellie's breath caught in her throat as she became painfully aware of how much of a mess her hair had to be from being out where the wind could tug it into knots, and that she wasn't wearing a costume, let alone anything that made her look good. Drat!
She still whirled around, almost as if she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar, and smiled for the handsome elf. "Oh, I..." she blinked as she looked for words. Words. What were those? "Well I can't go into the woods so...y'know, stables." She gestured in a direction that could loosely indicate where the stables were if one took the long way to get there. "I mean, hi."