Marion couldn't help but glare daggers at her father's large, calloused hand as it wrapped around her upper arm, dragging her forward from her place and in front of The large  Highlander man who had introduced himself as Duncan. She shifted her gaze from her father's hand and up to the man in front of her, making an effort not to look at him too coldly, though her green eyes still held a bit of a bite to them. She watched as the man took his time eyeing her up and down, obviously judging every inch of her, she wasn't sure what he expected. She took the time to give him a quick once over, he was attractive in the least and had good features and physic but she expected that. After he was done glancing over her his eyes came back up to her face and a small smile tugged at his lips.<br/><br/>She was taken aback, to say the least, and she almost forgot to answer him so she quickly gave a little nod, chewing at the inside of her cheek, a nervous habit to which her father gave her a sharp jab to her side, causing her to cease the habit. Her eyes no longer held the bite of bitterness and were replaced by nervousness.<br/><br/>She listened to her father and Duncan, converse about dinner plans and such, zoning out into her own little world before her father's attention was brought back to her, she snapped out of it as he addressed her and she gave a nod, "Yes, Father," she replied gently. She was trying to act as 'lady-like' as possible, just as her father had wanted, not wanting Duncan to back out of the deal and cause major criticism to his clan.<br/><br/>She was about to turn and lead them to the barn when Duncan beckoned one of his riding mates forward. She was stunned when a beautiful mare was brought before her and her eyes widened slightly when her husband-to-be explained that it was hers. She couldn't help but break into a bright smile, reaching out and grasping the leather reins. She let out of soft giggle as the mare, Flower, nudged her with her soft, velvety nose. She reached up and stroked her forehead, "She be beautiful..." she felt a bit hesitant before continuing, "Thank ye." She didn't know how to feel about the man in front of her. She was so surprised at how kind he was, even giving her such a beautiful, thoughtful, gift.<br/><br/>Her hand slowly slid over to the broad cheek of the gentle giant before giving it a light pat. "Please, follow me to the barn where ye may settle yer horses," she beckoned them and led her horse up behind her home where the large barn stood.  She pulled open the large doors with little effort before leading her new horse into the barn, settling her into the furthest free stall, next to her previous horse, a large male palomino draft, used for plowing fields and pulling their wagons. She could also ride him bareback, having him since she was a young girl. She gave Flower a departing pat on her strong neck before she closed the gate to the stall, watching the men lead their horses in, making sure everything went smoothly.<br/><br/>"Put em wherever ye can, and I'll meet ye outside the barn and take ye out to the creek where ye can wash up for dinner," she announced. She would check and make sure all the troughs were watered and that the gates were closed and locked so no horses could get out and cause a ruckus.<br/><br/>Once they were done she met the men outside and started trudging out towards the creek, which she was thankful for because they did smell pretty ripe.