Riding too the right of the wagon, Hanali quietly wondered if the men would enjoy the show of leg?  She pulled her right foot out of the stirrup and lifted her leg up across the saddle.  Though leather and adamant showed not a strip of flesh, no doubt of the feminine curve above her boot could be had.  She tied her tiny quiver just above the boot before replacing the foot in the stirrup and drawing out a recurved longbow.  She strung it efficiently and then continued too peruse all horizons.  “Thank you for the warning,” she offered softly.