

Location: late night on a dark, moonlit trail through the dense woods, with silver starlight filtering through the canopy to cast shifting shadows and a pale glow on the moving horses and the rustling foliage Position: Annabelle Whitmore sits in her saddle, her face flushed a deep crimson as she glances up with a shy, sheepish grin and wide, twinkling eyes, one hand pressed against her lips in a gesture of embarrassed amusement; a medium shot from the side Clothing: Annabelle Whitmore is wearing a provocative late-19th-century Western saloon dress with a low-cut sweetheart neckline, puffed lace sleeves, a tightly fitted corseted bodice, and a massive, multi-layered floor-length bustle skirt that billows in the wind.