<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/2412/antoinettelafluer.jpg)</div><strong>Antoine LaFleur,</strong>The Hunt [Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont, Frederick Martin, Viktor Martin, Kolette de Brest, Antoine LaFleur, Alfreic Slate, Bella]<br/><br/>Antoine hadn't heard a word from Kolette after his little game, and he worried that maybe he'd gone too far. "My beautiful Kolette. Are you mad at me?" Once again he was the pretty boy, near innocent in the way he spoke and acted. "I didn't mean any harm by it. I just wanted to tease and surprise you." Kissing her shoulder sweetly, he moved to dismount Kolette's horse.<br/><br/>That's when he fell. Floundering as he tried to pull his leg around the backside of the horse, he fell right off the end of it, slipping to the ground and landing on his bottom. "Ouch!" He called out, tears coming to his eyes. "Ouch, that hurt so much. Please! Please, someone help me!" One of his hands covered his mouth, and the other clutched at the side of his leg. A piece of downed wood had grazed the side of his leg, tearing his fine breetches and scratching his skin slightly.<br/><br/>He was lucky not to have been more seriously injured. Leave it to the drama queen, however, to make everything more than it had to be. "I...I can't feel my legs! Kolette? Kolette, are you there? I can't see you, where are you?" His voice was full of panic.