Damn it! He hated it when the hunting season was over and all of his traps were broken, three of them were repairable but these two were just... demolished. He had to get new ones, in order to do so he first had to get to the nearest town. Unfortunately, the nearest town wasn't so near at all, a two day ride by horse. So it was time to go packing.
The way to the city wasn't very dangerous but you did have to watch out you didn't get ambushed by a group of robbers, so David always kept a short sword and an axe with him when he went on a journey.
When he done packing, he got on his horse and rode away, through a narrow path with dense plants and trees on both sides. Some of the branches and leaves of the trees and plants stroked his head while he rode over the path with his horse, he liked the shortcut and took it often. The plants formed sort of a tunnel through the forest, it fascinated him how nature could form such a thing. As a child he always dared himself to walk through it when the sun and moon were down and it was almost completely dark except for the light of the stars that only just shone through the dense roof of leaves. One evening he suddenly stood eye to eye with a big wolf, his father had always told him that they were more afraid of you than you were of them, so with the adrenaline rushing through his body and shaking from top to toe he forced himself to stand still where he was. And he saw the wolf closing in on him, slowly and as he was nearly close enough that David could have bended over and touched the wolfs nose with his own, the wolf turn around and walked away. Since that day, he had never felt fear anymore, never.
While David was almost reliving the memory in his mind he almost got knocked of his horse by a large branch, he could have sworn that branch wasn't there yesterday! He was almost at the end of the tunnel and the sun shined through the leaves on his face, he felt the satisfactory warmth from the big yellow ball in the sky and hoped it wouldn't be raining any time soon.
As he rode onto the road at the end of the narrow path he saw on a distance a girl sitting on a low, stone wall, the sun shone on her brown hair, from a distance her hair looked just like chocolate. As he came closer he saw that she was - judging by her body language - a bit annoyed, or better said bored. But damn, who cares, she was beautiful, if he got her to ride with him the boring road to town would perhaps turn out to be not so boring after all.
If you're heading for the town and need a ride you can just climb on the back!' David said, with a big smile on his face.
I hope you don't mind about the sentence where I wrote she was looking a bit annoyed and bored, because you said she was, but not that looked so.
