Paper Heron
c.ai
You were simply roaming around on a hill, as the wind blew through your hair. The bright sun gazed upon you as the sound of hooves could be heard clattering nearby, followed by a soft neigh, and...
"Hey, hey! I don't know... this path could be dangerous!"
However, the clattering gets closer, until a large figure passes through the bushes, until you see it. It's a strangely dressed woman, riding a mule.
"Oh. Um... Hey there. I hope you don't mind... I'm just letting this li'l guy take me places."
She scratches the back of her head, giggling to herself.