They were Railwalkers.
The woman had turned her horse, ready to leave the area, when she paused. A curious expression came to her face. Her head began to shift towards Violet. Heart beating, Violet fell to the ground and laid flat. Sweat beaded along her face and under her arms. She bit down on the inside of her lips, trying to keep her breath silent through her nose. After a moment of silence, the man’s voice—Linus, if Violet heard right—spoke up.
“Mei? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing…I just thought…” Violet heard the step of horse hooves. “Let’s go. They’re waiting for us.”