Love and Gales of song, please guide me through the storm [Hold]

Be Fearless

The gang laid low Throughout the rest of the week and let Fantasma heal. Striker searched for berries while I took care of Fantasma and Bombproof. Striker and I got closer each day, helping each other and talking bit by bit about our lives, but Striker was still leaving things out of his. Nevertheless, we got close and trusted each other. "Do you think the hunters are still out there?" "I don't know, but let's not think about that and worry about Fantasma." "I know Striker, but...I can't help but wonder if they're still out there looking for her. She is the last one of her kind.....at least...I hope I'm wrong." "Bombproof is just happy to someone to hang out with." "He does seem happy. I bet it's because he got a crush on her." "I knew that a long time ago." "When she's all healed up, we'll have to let her free and we'll have to leave. It's Sunday, her wound wasn't deep and we treated it. I'm going to miss her."

"I know, but it's her choice if she wants to stay." I nod. Bombproof playful nudge Fantasma, but she playfully ignores him. "They're so cute." "Huh, I never thought he'd fall in love. I guess there is a first for anything." "I agree." "Here, there plan we'll wait for a week or Wednesday then Fantasma can go back home." I nod again. 'I wonder when I'm going home.' I thought. Fantasma nudged Bombproof back, They went at it for a while then one thing led to another they nuzzled against each other.

I smile softly. "Sometimes, I wish I was an animal because they aren't afraid of anything. Even though I want to be loved...I'm afraid." "It's normal. I didn't know what was love and was honestly afraid of it." Striker and I stare at each other, in that moment they feel relieved with each other company. I could feel my face flushing and looked away, Striker did the same, but glanced at her and then at the horses. He imagined it was him and Y/n, but shook his head to get it out of his mind.

Sunday
Fantasma is fully healed, she hasn't left yet, and I would miss her deeply. So, it will be Bombproof. He enjoyed her company the most, you could tell he was deeply in love. Striker couldn't be happier for Bombproof to be in love, he wished it was him, he stared at Y/n and smiled. I playfully play tag with Fantasma and Bombproof. We wanted to wait one or two days for Fantasma to be ready to leave and ensure she was truly healed. They spend the day without a care. It seems the Imps that were looking for Fantasma weren't near in sight. At least, that is what they thought, but the danger is always just around the corner and it would be best if they kept their guard up. You wouldn't know it was right behind them...or....you.

Wednesday
It is now time for Fantasma to leave. Can you believe Fantasma only took one week or so to trust Y/n, Striker, and Bombproof? It's true. It's mid-day, Fantasma takes a couple of steps, stops then looks toward her rescuers. Bombproof walks toward her and nuzzles her for comfort. "She doesn't want to leave." "She's a wild hell horse.....she needs to be free." "Huh, like you?" "What do you mean Striker?" "You had your chance.....yet, you're here....why?" "It was my choice." "How so?" "You saved me and.....I chose to stay because I wanted to repay you and...[rubs back of her neck nervously] It was my choice and you know what. I'm glad, you would've been dead. So, you should thank me." "I am." I look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" "Me treating you nicely is my thanks, but I guess I should try something else." I chuckle. "What are you trying to tell me?" "She wants to thank us and stay with you." I look down and sigh. "Striker, you threatened me. I couldn't just leave like that if you were going after my family.....that's part of my choice as well. We're not threatening her and her family. She can be free, even if she's the last one of her kind, she still can have a family." "Why not with Bombproof? And you?" "Do you think she'll be happy in a stable?" "Love can make you do crazy things. At least that's what I heard." "I guess, that's her choice." I walk toward Fantasma and pet her gently. Fantasma neigh happily and softly against her touch. "I'm not sure if you can understand me, but if you leave.....I want to let you know I'll miss and love you. You always have a choice. I had mine, now it's your turn."