HNG: Saviour Prt 1

~ Kate's POV ~

I took Hellyan out on an afternoon ride, the sky was clear and the day had been great, not even Amanda could ruin my mood! Archer was practically attached to my hip like he was before Amanada, slowly charming his way back into my heart. Like this morning I had been woken up by him and pulled outside to watch the sunrise in the pasture (even though I had fallen asleep on his lap). Also Irish was almost better! Oh I was so excited!!!


As I rode for about a half hour down the trail, Hellyan stopped dead in his tracks and snorted, I cooed to the young stallion who began to shake and shy away from the bushes. Shaking his large head as he backed up quickly, a low growl came from the bushes.

"easy boy!" I exclaimed frantically, but the young horse reared up but I held onto his long silver mane, this was a 18 hand 5 year old horse who was scared, and so was I!

~????'s POV~

As I was casually grazing in a small but shady clearing, I heard a human girl scream and a frantic horse squeal in fright. Lifting my head in the direction of the sound, a strange scent came to my attention. Predator. Flattening my ears I trotted over to the bushes and peered through them, I saw a very large but young stallion freaking out while his young rider tried to calm him down. She tired to calmly deal with him which stunned me; she didn't care for her own safety--that I could sense about her--she only cared for her horse. Suddenly a large grey wolf jumped out of the bushes snapping and growling at the young horse who reared and threw his rider into the dirt. She cried out and landed hard on her wrist, I wasn't afraid of this wolf and I wasn't in danger since he had not spotted me. Turning around I began to walk away but the terrified scream of the girl halted me, something, it was something about the fear in her voice and the kindess in her soul.....

~Kate's POV~

The wolf circled me as I tried to scramble away, but I had sprained my wrist. I knew I was dead, my death circled around me growling and snapping at me. But just as I thought it was over, something burst out of the bushed towards the wolf. The creature was a buckskin mustang who charged after the wolf which scratched the horse's neck but the horse kicked it in the side and with a angry whinny the horse rear up sending the wolf running off whimpering. Sitting on the ground stunned as I cradled my wrist against my chest, I watched the horse as it stared after the wolf until it was out of sight. He was wild, I could tell from his battle wounds around his strong and stocky body. The horse turned around and seemed stunned yet curious to still see me sitting here. It was a stallion, he was proud and beautiful, the dark blue eyes looked into my green eyes and held my gaze; I saw the softness of his soul and the strange curiosity of his mind. For a moment the horse looked like he would approach me but instead he walked off into the bushes, quickly I scrambled up to my feet and ran down the path half limping to horseland. Would I ever see this horse again?

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Orlando, Kate, Hellyan (c) Me
base (c) LyricTheMare