Post by Scarlet on Jan 30, 2014 4:50:34 GMT
Scarlet met up with Jitter's back at their stalls.
She took the supplies out of her saddlebags and placed them into Jitter's basket. In an attempt to find the easiest way to carry the basket she ended up using some rope to tie the basket up on her back by tying it to both of her saddlebags. The basket rested just on the edge of her dress.
She beckoned Jitter's to follow her. Scarlet assumed that she would need to lead the way, unsure of how well her friend knew his way up to the stream and he definitely didn't know the secret back track to the quietest spot in all of Ponyville. She had gone up there was a walk once when she first arrived and had stumbled upon the hidden path which she tries her best to keep secret from those who do not know. Surely she was not the only one that had stumbled across it but she didn't need it to fill up with ponies so she herself could not enjoy it.
Ten minutes of travel led them to the edge of town and the main path to the river. This path continued for another five minutes until Scarlet took a sharp turn left, straight into the bush.
Any ponies watching her would think she was mad turning straight off the path, however her hooves were quickly met with a smaller, slightly overgrown path facing in a right angle away from the original path.
"That other path will take you to the main part of the river. It's where all the ponies go but it's really noisy and right near the hydro electric dam so it isn't that pretty, but this path goes to a real nice secluded spot. I doubt any other pony will be there at all." She called out.
The journey was tiring and very hot. By the time she reached the exit out of the bush she was covered in a lather of sweat. Now that she didn't need the heavy basket on her back she couldn't get it off fast enough.
Untying the rope with great speed and lowering it to the ground. She shook off her saddlebags.
Her dress was the next to come off. The delicate fabric left to fall to the sand. Under her dress she revealed her bathing suit. She wore a tiny seductive bright pink bikini bottom.
She couldn't help looking amazing, even when swimming. She took off towards to stream and jumped from the top of the largest rock, straight into the gentle current.
She made a loud splash and she entered the water. It was a great relief. The water was a perfect temperature. The clearing itself was beautiful. The trees gave way to a large field of sand that bordered the crystal clear river.
On the close side of the bank the sand dipped straight into the water and was devoid of all obstacles other than one large rock, that was perfect to jump off. On the other side was a tall rocky cliff face that seemed to curl part way over the lake. On top of the cliff face was a massive wall of trees that added to the secluded nature of the spot.
Upstream the trees were dense but parted to gave way to the sandy plain and downstream the trees seemed to close back up, consuming the river once again.
Scarlet swam through the water, enjoying it's icy touch. The water seeped through her hair and massaged her sore muscles as she floated in the gentle, slow moving current.
She took the supplies out of her saddlebags and placed them into Jitter's basket. In an attempt to find the easiest way to carry the basket she ended up using some rope to tie the basket up on her back by tying it to both of her saddlebags. The basket rested just on the edge of her dress.
She beckoned Jitter's to follow her. Scarlet assumed that she would need to lead the way, unsure of how well her friend knew his way up to the stream and he definitely didn't know the secret back track to the quietest spot in all of Ponyville. She had gone up there was a walk once when she first arrived and had stumbled upon the hidden path which she tries her best to keep secret from those who do not know. Surely she was not the only one that had stumbled across it but she didn't need it to fill up with ponies so she herself could not enjoy it.
Ten minutes of travel led them to the edge of town and the main path to the river. This path continued for another five minutes until Scarlet took a sharp turn left, straight into the bush.
Any ponies watching her would think she was mad turning straight off the path, however her hooves were quickly met with a smaller, slightly overgrown path facing in a right angle away from the original path.
"That other path will take you to the main part of the river. It's where all the ponies go but it's really noisy and right near the hydro electric dam so it isn't that pretty, but this path goes to a real nice secluded spot. I doubt any other pony will be there at all." She called out.
The journey was tiring and very hot. By the time she reached the exit out of the bush she was covered in a lather of sweat. Now that she didn't need the heavy basket on her back she couldn't get it off fast enough.
Untying the rope with great speed and lowering it to the ground. She shook off her saddlebags.
Her dress was the next to come off. The delicate fabric left to fall to the sand. Under her dress she revealed her bathing suit. She wore a tiny seductive bright pink bikini bottom.
She couldn't help looking amazing, even when swimming. She took off towards to stream and jumped from the top of the largest rock, straight into the gentle current.
She made a loud splash and she entered the water. It was a great relief. The water was a perfect temperature. The clearing itself was beautiful. The trees gave way to a large field of sand that bordered the crystal clear river.
On the close side of the bank the sand dipped straight into the water and was devoid of all obstacles other than one large rock, that was perfect to jump off. On the other side was a tall rocky cliff face that seemed to curl part way over the lake. On top of the cliff face was a massive wall of trees that added to the secluded nature of the spot.
Upstream the trees were dense but parted to gave way to the sandy plain and downstream the trees seemed to close back up, consuming the river once again.
Scarlet swam through the water, enjoying it's icy touch. The water seeped through her hair and massaged her sore muscles as she floated in the gentle, slow moving current.