<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;"> <strong>Ashley,</strong> ( Ivy, Sylria Imogene?)<br/><br/>Ashley roared first with laughter at seeing Ivy let go on two, then with mock outrage. "Stinker." She called to the swiftly racing form of the younger woman as she herself let go her hands. "Unrepentant cheat!" was hurled at the blond head followed quickly by a short scream and a torrent of laughter as Ashley almost lost her grip and began to ride a bit west of sidesaddle, knowing now that it was impossible to hold her seat, the redhead jumped from her wooden mount and sprung a handstand then tucking into a tumble the last three lengths of step, she sprang up again to land upright on her feet, only to bow a deep at the waist bow to her imaginary audience. Then pointing to Ivy, Ashley extended her arms straight in front of her and encouraged any and all onlookers to "Please ladies and gentlemen, a round of applause for our dearest and surely swiftest rider here today!" Ashley eyes shone bright and deepened with warmth as she clapped for her friend. <br/><br/>Motioning to maid come to see the commotion, Ashley asked, "Please have cook pack a suitable luncheon for outdoors for four Ladies." Smiling at the girl, she thanked her and sent her off to the kitchens. <br/><br/>Seeing that the others had made it downstairs, Ashley turned toward their host to await further instructions. <br/></span></span><br/>