WAR

Chapter 12

Tears streamed down my face as I finished reading the letter. "So That's how Max and River got into a 100 year war. I Drop the letter on my bed, and walk out of the room. "Yo, una chica de 15 años. ganará esta guerra de 100 años." (I, a 15 year old girl. Will win this 100 year war.) I ran off to find Hermosa and tell her my plan. Every day after that, Wake up, Eat, meet Hermosa, and her herd. And meet Bell and her pack. Years fly by. Year 1, Storm and Turando, and Hurricane, and Dash, and Dot, and Dart have completed their training, along with Ember. I still don't ride Ember. Not yet.

Year 2, Ember has completed her training. Every last bit. She understands that battle is dangerous and stuff, Yet, she has never been in war. She only has heard of it. That year, i mount Ember and go to see how The other two fillies were. "Hello Emma!" i say when i come in sight of her beautiful run-down house. Emma looks up. "Oh Hello dear, The Foals are wonderful." I smile. "Glad to hear it. How are you doing? It's been almost two years." Emma nodded. "It doesn't snow here, and for that i am grateful.'' I am confused. "Snow?'' I ask. Emma looks surprised. "Dear, where have you been? Everyone knows what snow is!" I shrug. "Ya, know. Training to win the war, And this here-" i gesture to Ember. "is Ember. She has been in training for almost two years now. With her and Hermosa help we will win this forsaken war." Emma nods. "Good luck to you my dear. And careful, Ava is getting upset." I nod. "Is there anything you know about this war? I have been cooped up training." Emma heastites, then nods. "Yes. As you know no one really knows how this war started." I flinch. Emma raises an eyebrow, and continues. "And me and my fillies would love to help you win. I am a fully trained assassin, you know."

"Wow. I did not know that." Emma smiles. "Yes, I can take down some of the higher people here. And you can focus on training yourself, and The horses." I frown at her. "Horses?" Emma smiles. "You have more than just Hermosa, and Ember. Or how would you have gotten their fillies, around the same age?" I laugh. "You're too smart for me. And, Do you know anyone named Sol?" Emmas changed instantly. "Yes, What do you want to know about her?" "Where does she live. I need to speak with her. We have a lot in common." "Indeed." says Emma. "I do not know where she lives, but you look like you have a lot going on in your life. Do you write?" I frown. "Write? I know how, but no. i don't really have any paper, or ink or feathers." Emma nods. "Stay here." she slowly stands up, and walks inside her house. When she comes back, she hold a empty book, and a tall pretty feather and a small bottle of ink. She puts it all inside of a saddle bag. And hands it to me. "One sec," she says and walks around the house. I follow her with Ember at a walk. She holds another saddle bag, with some chicks in one pocket, A hen in another. Some pullets in another, and a roster in the other. "Emma, nooo, I don't need three saddle bags and all that stuff. You can keep it." Emma frowns. "It's rude to turn down gifts from elders. Please, its payment for the fillies." I smile. "Ok, How are Blue and Golden after all these years?" Emma smiles. "Doing well. Blue is a calm steady one," interrupt her, "Yep, Jay is her dam. She is very steady, calm, and a great horse to ride." and Heartfelt is the mother of golden. A playful, kind, stubborn horse. She can be a bit hard to handle." Emma nods. "Yes, they act like how you explain them."

"And, thanks for all the stuff. Ima go hide in the woods and train for some more time. One day I will be ready. One day I will fight them. To the death. And end this everlasting war. I promise." Emma nods. "Write almost every day, and remember Ray. Together is better."

Tears come to my eyes. "My Mother told me that." I get out. Emma smiles. "What is your mothers name?" "Was." I correct. Emma looks surprised. "Oh, I am sorry." I smile sadly. "It's ok, Her name was Eliza Rivera." Emma looks shocked. "Noo, Eliza Harper Rivera, Dead." "Yes, how do you know her?" Emma shakes her head. "No reason. Also, Take this. You may need it. Max and River are far from dead." I am confused. But take the small bottle of Purple stuff. "Thank you for everything Emma. May we meet again when the world is a better place to be."