The Curse Horse

chapter -2

i woke in a cold sweat, tears streaming down my face. i couldnt face my father or the man i was aranged to be married to. so i packed what I Could got on my horse and asked him to run. he wasnt a fast horse but he did his best he ran for the gods know how long when he finally stoped by a river .

i swung my self down. the river was crystal clear and was shallow and was filled with small fish and smooth pebbles on the opposite side of the river was a missave rock wall almost cave like. side of the bank i sat at was pebbles for a few metres from the edge then green grass, i looked over to Feather whos head was already burried in it . i giggled and begain to look for fire wood .

moments later i had built a fire and was sitting by it cooking fish i had caught from the river, feather had wondered into the trees surrounding. i wasnt worried he'll come back when it gets to dark.

but he never did. so i went looking for him, i walked for hours calling his name and whistleing. I started to get worried as it was late. But I had no choice and headed back on my way back to the camp site i saw red stains on the dirt in front of me , my breathe caught in throat, " please me safe please," i mumbled . i followed the trail to a part of the woods i had never seen before.

i heard heavy breathing and the breaking of leaves ahead, i cautiously walked towards the noises, a tall muscular shirtless boy stood before me, he was covered in blood and swearing . he ran his fingers through his long brown hair as he searched around his camp site for something.

"Go away !" He yelled ,

His dark brown eyes pouring into mine .

"Uhh have you seen a chestnut horse wondering around ,"

"Yes, I am covered in it's blood ..."'he told me bluntly .

" WHAT!" My breath caught in my throat "IS HE OKAY? TAKE ME TO HIM!"

The boy let out a long painfull sigh . " he's fine now , he's eating over there , take him and leave," he spoke fiercely I didn't dare ask as he was fuming.

I whistled and a limping feather appeared from the trees, I ran up to him and attempted to support him , he was covered in scratches nothing to bad except for a massive mark on his from right leg just below the knee

Slowly but surely we hobbled back to the camp site .

My mind wondered , I wonder what father has done . Has he sent me a search party ? Maybe . or maybe he decided having a daughter was to much work. we had never had a good relationship since my mother passed . I looked to much like her and he found it to pain full.

I was pulled from my thoughts by feathers complaints. " Soon bub soon." we had almost reached our camp site ,

Once we got there I washed his red mucky cuts oand bandaged his leg with an old shirt as best I could the boy had applied some kind of treatment as they was a green paste thing smeared along the deeper cuts "thank you strange boy," I mumbled . I curled up on the ground with feathers head in my lap and drifted to sleep , thinking of the strange boy who somehow saved my everything's life .

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Hello to any one reading This !

Sorry it's been a while , I didn't even realize people had read this ! I had a dream about it once and made it Into a book kind I needed to write it down . Sooooo yeah

Sorry for any mistakes I'm writing This on my phone

Thank for reading it !

2 Quick questions to any reader !

Are you an equestrian ? If so what discipline do you do ?

I ride western and do cutting and reining

And what should I name the guy ? He's played by Leo Howard( in 2013 ) Google him