Emma made her way to the stables in leather pants and riding boots she had borrowed. She had walked nearly a mile to reach Loki and the others. She was surprised to see the other two women in dresses. It must be tradition she thought. "Ahh Emma there you are come let me formally introduce you to the ladies. This is Isabella, Thor's betrothed and this is Eowyn." Emma saw that Eowyn caught his slip at not claiming her as his. Was he that careless to show no attachment to his fiancee? "Well ladies it looks as if I am under dressed. You two look beautiful in your dresses while I'm in pants." Isabella laughed and replied "well Emma I do believe you may be the one properly dressed for riding." They all laughed then made their ways to the stable.

Emma had chosen a beautiful mare named Isis, her hair was a beautiful brown with a tint of red. She gently ran her hand across the neck of the horse. She turned to see Loki mounting a jet black stallion. Somehow it did not surprise her at his choice of horse. She had noticed that Eowyn looked rather bored, like she was forcing herself to be a part of the group. "Emma shall we race" Loki asked with a smirk on his face. Emma looked at Eowyn not wanting to hurt her feelings. Eowyn could see Emma looking at her almost asking for permission. "Oh go ahead. I have no intention of racing. I rather like a steadier pace." Emma could see the forced smile upon her face but mounted her horse anyways. "Alright then Loki lets ride!" Off they went into the blazing sun. Eowyn stood there alone with her horse rather melancholic. Thor and Isabella had strode off together and off went her fiancee with another woman...a beautiful woman at that. Eowyn couldn't help but feel less than as she compared herself to Emma. Emma's beauty was effortless. She was naturally stunning and statuesque. The mortal was five inches taller than her, which was odd as Asgardians were typically taller. It pained her in her chest that Loki had immediately chosen to ride off with Emma. It was as if he didn't even consider Eowyn. Like she wasn't even there. So she mounted the horse and slowly strode along the path.

"Thor it was rather rude of Loki to run off with Emma. He did not consider Eowyn's feelings at all. She is his fiancee after all but he chose to ride off with a mortal." Thor rolled his eyes at this conversation. He had noticed Loki's idiotic action but what could he do? Talking to Loki about it would do nothing but irk the both of them. "Isabella my darling let us worry about us. Loki does not always think of others. Does not always consider their feelings. But I will try to talk to him." "Good because I'm afraid for poor Eowyn." Thor smiled at her and reassured her that he would do his best to set Loki straight. They continued on their way not thinking of anyone else.

"Haha I knew I would win and to think I haven't ridden in years." Emma slowed her horse and tried to slow her breathing. "Oh well that's cause I let you win." She laughed and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Loki you have to acknowledge Eowyn more." He looked at her rather confused. "What do you mean?" "You introduced Isabella as Thor's betrothed but Eowyn was just...Eowyn. If she is going to be your wife you should make that known when meeting new people. Also you didn't even say two words to her. You just took off with me. You should have made sure it was okay with her." Loki stat there and thought about what to say. He was perturbed by the whole situation. "I do not need a womans permission to do anything. I did not realize I needed to formally introduce her to everyone as my future wife. Must I be the one to continually carry conversations with her? The woman basically just stands there and let's the world pass her by." Emma felt a little sorry for Eowyn. She could see what Loki meant. Like she was afraid to really live. "Is that why you're attracted to me then? Because I'm not afraid of the unknown, to take risks." "Love that is one of many reasons." They stared at one another intensely. You could feel the heat between them like the heat that rises from a stove. "Remember what you said though? You would try with her. Be a little nicer and try to include her. You can't expect her to always be at your pace." "For you I will try. But let us head back." So they went, galloping at full speed racing back to the others.

Eowyn and Isabella watched as the others helped put the horses back in their stalls. They watched as Loki stared at Emma from behind. He watched her every move with a burning stare. They couldn't blame him. She was utterly beautiful. It didn't hurt her leather pants hugged all her curves in. "Thor and I were talking earlier. It was rude of Loki to take off without you. Thor has agreed to talk to him." "Oh he doesn't need to. I was not offended." Isabella looked at Eowyn with sadness. "Eowyn look at how he stares after her. Ogling at her body. It is very wrong of him." Eowyn could not deny what Isabella was saying. She just couldn't bring herself to think about. So she changed the topic to the weddings. Deflecting was what she did best and she would continue to do it where Loki was concerned.