(http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j164/chachi9/ashley2-1.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Ashley</strong></span>, (carriage 2, Ashley, Emily, Bella, Ivy, Imogene)</span></span><br/> </span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"> Ashley took a few moments to bring her breathing under control, and with that, some of her fear. The pain was not so bad now. She gave her side another look; to her relief, the bleeding had almost stopped. There was a two inch gash along the side of her gown that started just below her breast, and underneath that gash she could see a slash marring the delicate white of her skin. Fortunately, it was not deep, nor would it require sewing. <br/> Ashley leaned slightly forward, and glancing back behind herself, she saw the offending arrow jutting through a break in the door panel. She had grazed across it while trying to get more comfortable. Tears came to her eyes, and she again felt the fool as she had caused her friends to be concerned. <br/>Quickly, sweet Bella and Ivy ripped a piece of silk petticoat and rapped it around her waist, dressing her hurt. Knowing it was her duty to take away the looks of concern that the others were sending her, Ashley flipped her hand and in a mock serious voice exclaimed, "Come, do not worry so, I am fine! It was my own silliness that caused this trifling." Ashley made fun of herself as she pish-poshed away her injury. </span>