Only The Strong Survive

Outlaw 
She chuckled, and clucked the horse up into a full fledged gallop. 

Rayden
"You know right I've never actually ridden a horse," Rayden said, tightening his grip again. "The closest I've gotten is a motorcycle."

Outlaw 
“Welp better get used to it” she replied with a chuckle. The horse circled around the town then came to a sliding stop back in front of Rayden’s house. 

Rayden
Rayden almost fell off when the horse stopped, but managed to stay on somehow. "Are you gonna stay or go back?" He asked Outlaw.

Outlaw 
“I’ll go back. Bring these supplies and see if ms. Annoying has aroused from her slumber. I’ll be back sometime yet though. Unless he actually does find a way to force me on bed rest for three days. Then you need to come jailbreak for me” she replied, shifting further up on the horse’s back so he could dismount easier back into the wall, as the horse had stopped next to it. 

Rayden
Rayden tumbled-climbed (its a thing) off the horse, nodding once he was down. "I'm pretty sure Auberon would murder me if I tried to break you out," Rayden said. "He hates me... does he like... know...?" Rayden hoped Outlaw would get his message- he was to lazy to spell it out.

Outlaw 

“True. On the other hand don’t. If he finds a way to, which is almost impossible, I’ll break myself out.” She decided with a slight grin. “No. He don’t.” She added. 

Rayden
"Hmm... he'd probably hate me even more if he knew," he mumbled. "Okay, well, have fun and don't die."

Outlaw 
“Don’t die? How boring is that?” She replied then chuckled and nudged the horse up into a lope again, heading back into the forest. The mare’s strides lengthened into a gallop as they reached the trees, and they wove in and out of them, occasionally leaping over a fallen log. 

Rayden
"Not that boring actually," Rayden mumbled, watching her go and slightly waving as she left.

Auberon
Auberon had fallen asleep by accident after he called Kahlen unsuccessfully. His dissappointment had led to terrible dreams as usual, which could have also be a product of his lack of meds. He woke a bit startled, half-sweating as well.

Outlaw 
She stopped the horse right under the deck, swung her lasso and caught a post, then stood up on the horse’s back and pulled herself up the rope onto the deck. She then roped the bags and brought them up as too then gave a cluck, signalling the horse could now leave. It trotted off. She watched it then picked up the bags and quietly brought them into the hut. 

Auberon
Auberon looked at Outlaw, then over at Charity. Charity had apparently woken up while Auberon was sleeping, and was now sitting up in bed and glaring at Outlaw. Auberon sighed and sat up too, glancing at Outlaw.

Outlaw 
“Jeez, can’t even walk now?” She mumbled under her breath when she noted Charity glaring at her. She opened the bags and put away all the supplies surprisingly quietly. She wasn’t sure if Auberon still had a headache, if he did she didn’t wanna make it worse. 

Auberon
Auberon picked up his phone and looked to see if there were any missed calls. None. He bit his lip as his eyes started stinging, both from rage and from sadness. He flopped the phone backed down on his bed and looked at Outlaw. "Where'd you go?"

Outlaw 
“Grab more supplies. Found a good store” she replied, putting the last of the stuff away and hanging the bags on a nail on the wall.