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Post by sirlugh on Sept 3, 2007 23:22:09 GMT -8
Kevin smiled, then turned tot eh east, and an edge of the forest. they came to the edge and saw a wide, flat plain beyond the trees. on that plain grazed more than one herd of wild horses. completely wild, never domesticated anywhere in their history. "These, are teh herds I protect, they're not mustangs, but true, wild horses. and they will stay that way until I and my descendants have no breath to draw." he said
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Post by khalida on Sept 3, 2007 23:26:38 GMT -8
Alana smiled. "It's a good cause", she said honestly. "There are so few of them left..." She cut short when she recognized a stallion. The large dapple grey stood alone on the edge of the clearing. "Now that horse isn't wild", she said before whistling. The stallion lifted his head and galloped over to her. She smiled and stroked him between the eyes. "Where have you been Brolga?"
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 3, 2007 23:28:00 GMT -8
"So you know this poor helpless horse here, he's been shunted from herd to herd, not really accepted by the lead mares, only tolerated."
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Post by khalida on Sept 3, 2007 23:34:48 GMT -8
"I brought him with me from Spain", Alana said jumping off Emma. "He broke loose from his handlers and I didn't see him again". Brolga snorted and shoved her on the shoulder gently. She smiled and mounted up on his bare back. "You've lost some weight boy", she said to the horse. "But being wild your in good condition". She sat up straight and gave him a light tap with her heels. The horse broke into a graceful canter, turning in a wide even circle. "He was broken for dressage and show-jumping", Alana said as they came to a halt again. "But I dont know how much of it he would remember".
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 3, 2007 23:37:03 GMT -8
William didnt smile at this, for he hated horses that had been broken for show. he felt it a waste of their pride for some sport. he didnt respond.
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Post by khalida on Sept 3, 2007 23:43:53 GMT -8
Alana sensed his distaste in her horse and looked down. Brolga stamped a hoof before Alana turned him around. Obviously what she enjoyed was hated by William. She kicked Brolga to a gallop and took him back along the track. "Lets go boy..." she said sadly. "Obviously your not welcome".
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 3, 2007 23:49:25 GMT -8
William was sad that she had thought hios distaste for what had been done to the horse was misconstrued as hate for the horse itself. He dismounted and walked towards a herd, walking among them. He would kill anyone who tried to break his wonderful friends in any way.
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Post by khalida on Sept 3, 2007 23:54:53 GMT -8
Alana slowed Brolga to a trot when she reached William's camp. She didn't know her way from there. She took him off to the side and slid off the stallions back. The thoroughbred promtly rubbed his head up and down her side. "Enough boy", Alana scolded before she climbed up into a tree. She wondered how long it would take for William to get back...
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 3, 2007 23:58:29 GMT -8
p in the tree, a squirrel visited her, holding a message thatit deposited in her hand, then scampered off. 'Milady, if you wish to leave, the trail to the southwest will take you straight to the road we met on, Signed, William.'
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Post by khalida on Sept 4, 2007 0:13:45 GMT -8
Alana read the note and pulled out a seperate parchment. She conjured up a quill and wrote her own note. She folded it into a paper bird and blew on it with a charm. The bird took off and flew to William, landing on his shoulder.
Just because you may not like my horse doesn't mean I'm going to leave quite so easily. If you wish to explain your distaste... fine. I am currently sitting in the tree and your camp. If not... thats okay too. I'll leave. Besides... I think there was something else you wanted to explain earlier anyway. Sincerely, Alana Rose Alexander
Brolga snorted and Alana looked down at him. "Oh you be quite", she said. "He'll come...I know it. Just wait and see".
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 4, 2007 0:15:22 GMT -8
William, still walking along the plains, Recieved the note, read it, then incinerated it. He would go back... eventually.
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Post by khalida on Sept 4, 2007 0:20:26 GMT -8
Alana waited quietly, watching Brolga graze. She had just found the horse again but was doubting whether it was a good thing or not. Why had he come here? Why had he broken loose in the first place when he trusted her so? Alana dropped out of the tree and walked over to the horse. "What are you planning?" she asked the gelding. "Why here and now do I find you? What are you trying to pull Brolga?"
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 4, 2007 0:22:09 GMT -8
William could see her pondering,wondering why now. He began to understand the horse, and he hoped Alana would soon understand as well.
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Post by khalida on Sept 4, 2007 0:38:39 GMT -8
Alana gave up on the horse and conjured up his bridle. "I'm not letting you run loose again", she said stubbornly as the stallion accepted the bit into his mouth. With some adjusting the bridle sat snuggly on Brolga's head. She stood back and looked at the large dapple grey with the black leather bridle. Exactly how she remembered him. She still didn't have any clue of what the horse was up to.
Brolga walked up to her and shoved her in the stomach... Alana remembered that she used to sing for him when he did that. "Alright", she sighed. Brolga nickered as he waited.
"Can we try again To start a new and lovely story that will shine a ray of light upon our hearts and bring back long lost glory Of how it used to be Baby you and me Convinced we were each others destiny
My heart cries out to you you must forget me I've been dancin in the dark been searching for a spark A fire still burning
I believe we'll make it through If you stand by me We can weather any storm And keep each other warm As long as there's love
Every time I think of us My eyes are filled with tears to think that I gave in to sweet temptation His words like music to my ears I hope it's not too late That you'd still come wait and we'd still meet and you're still heaven's Fate........", she said softly before she started to sing with her whole heart behind it. Her voice was carrying on the air currents themselves as she sang.
"My heart cries out to you you must forget me I've been dancing in the dark been searching for a spark A fire still burning
I believe we will make it through If you stand by me We can weather any storm And keep each other warm As long as there's love
Faith is not mine , and if I could id unturn the hands of time
Oh My heart cries out to you you must forget me I've been dancing in the dark been searching for a spark I believe we'll make it through If you stand by me We can weather any storm And keep each other warm As long as there's love And never enough And love".
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Post by sirlugh on Sept 4, 2007 19:59:22 GMT -8
Slowly, William made his way back to camp, and came upon Alana singing, not realizing he had returned. He leaned against a tree to listen to the beautiful sound of her voice.
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