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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 0:22:22 GMT -8
Zaynah rode out onto the sand with her tall chestnut thoroughbred stallion Outlaw. The horse was given his name for the wide blaze on his face that was almost shaped enough to look like a mask.
Zaynah kicked the horse to a stallion to a loping canter and swept down the beach quickly. "Steady steady", she murmered to the horse, meaning to save his energy. "Some one will come eventually".
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Post by chip on Oct 20, 2007 21:12:47 GMT -8
Someone did. He looked like an impressive warrior on a regal-looking horse, but then he was in sillouette again the setting sun. The horse he was riding seemed to be pawing the ground in its sillouette.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 21:26:41 GMT -8
Outlaw raced past the other horse from the distance and Zaynah glanced at the rider. Not able to pick out his facial features. Who was he?
Zaynah slowed the stallion to a trot and then a walk some 50 meters away from the newcomer. She sat there in the suns remaining light and looked out at the horizon. Then she looked over the rider again. She didn't speak a word... just looked.
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Post by chip on Oct 20, 2007 21:33:52 GMT -8
The rider was instantly filled with curiosity about the other person on the beach. So he did the logical thing and put his mount into a trot and approached the other figure. As he drew nearer, something became apparent, he was very small, and riding on a pony.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 21:40:38 GMT -8
Zaynah watched the rider approach her, then suddenly she was looking down at him. She frowned... but she was friendly. "Your just a child", she stated without realising. "What are you doing out here alone?"
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Post by chip on Oct 20, 2007 21:54:29 GMT -8
The young boy just looked at her.
"I'm not a child anymore." He said, boldly. "And mother sent me here, she said it was the best place for me." He didn't know it then, but he was probably the bravest of all the Silmaril Knights in history. Completely fearless.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 22:05:37 GMT -8
Zaynah smiled at the kids stubborness and sure sense of self. With a small chuckle she dismounted from Outlaw so she wasn't looking down at the boy. She walked over to his pony and scratched it behind the ears. "What's your name kid?"
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Post by chip on Oct 20, 2007 22:11:42 GMT -8
The boy made a face at being asked to state his name.
"I hardly ever use my real name." He said, "Everyone just calls me Chip. What's yours?"
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 22:29:25 GMT -8
Zaynah smiled and held out a hand. "I'm Zaynah", she said politely. "Zaynah Bahiya". Outlaw snorted loudly and his mistress laughed. "And this is Outlaw".
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Post by chip on Oct 20, 2007 22:37:00 GMT -8
Chip shook her hand. "I own Napolean." He announced, petting his horse on the neck.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 23:33:12 GMT -8
Zaynah smiled and stood back to get a better look at the dapple grey pony. "Quite a fine mount", she said honestly before digging into her pocket. "Welsh if I'm not mistaken". She pulled out a sugar cube and showed it to Napolean. "May I?" she asked Chip. ((I made a smaller version of your sig. i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa212/Kali-Dark-Goddess/woode5.jpg))
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Post by chip on Oct 20, 2007 23:48:40 GMT -8
Chip nodded and Napolean greedily stretched out his nose to take the sugar. The pony grabbed it and crunched noisily.
"He is indeed a Welsh." Chip confirmed. "What about your horse?"
((thx.))
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 23:59:14 GMT -8
"Outlaw?" Zaynah asked looking over at her mount that had decided to wander off. "He's a thoroughbred". She whistled and Outlaw halted, he turned his head to look at her. His expression clearly said 'What?' "To me", Zaynah ordered and the horse turned around and walked up to her. "Good boy".
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Post by chip on Oct 21, 2007 0:05:21 GMT -8
"He is a pretty horse." Chip stated. "And he's well trained." He paused and then asked, "What's that chain thing you're wearing?"
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Post by zaynah on Oct 21, 2007 0:08:55 GMT -8
Zaynah looked down and touched the chain that she wore around her neck. "This?" she asked. "It's a binding chain". She looked back up at Chip. "You dont know about them?"
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