War Horse (~on hiatus~)

Chapter: 2

Liinas point of view:

"So what kind of horse are you looking for?" my dad asked me while we were searching around the folds.

"I wanted to have a finnish horse"

"Why?" my brother suddenly asked me.

"I don't know. I think they are kind and loyal"

"Or are you just saying that because of our mom had one?" my brother asked.

"No. I-" I was interrupted by my dad.

"Okay stop arguing. Just go look for some horse that looks interesting" my dad command me.

I was just looking around for a hour now but none of the horses was what I was looking for.
When I was already getting bored I decided to go back to my brother and dad.

When I was walking back I heard some screaming and running sounds coming from behind. I turned to look what was happening and I saw a horse running towards me. I just standed still looking at the horse when he suddenly stopped to look at me. I saw that he was wearing halter with rope hanging on it so I crap it. It was a light black finnish horse with white snout, black hair and those peaceful eyes. He had dark brownish grey reddish blood mark on his shoulder blade. He was just perfect.

"Be careful!" I heard someone shouting from behind so I turned to look who it was and saw a man running toward me and the horse.

"Be careful! Give me the rope!" he told me again to be careful and took the halter rope from my hands before I could do anything.

"Why?"

"Why? He is crazy. Nobody really wants him because of that" he said and I just looked the horse right into his eyes. But now those peaceful eyes looked little bit stressed.

"How is he even crazy?" I asked.

"He bits everyone who tries to come near him and tries to kick them."

Just because of that he is called crazy? Really? I just stayed silent because I was wondering why would he even act like that. He looked really peaceful and kind just now before the man came. I was now wondering if he did something to him or someone else.

"Now if you excuse us I'm going to take him" he said.

"Where are you going to take him?"

"To abattoir"

"What!? Y-you can't!" I shouted.

"Why? You want him?"

"Yes"

"No you don't" he chuckled. "You can't even train him properly" he continued.

"Yes I can"

"I know you can't so bye" he said and started to walk away before I crap his arm.

"I can and I will train him. Just please.. give him to me" I begged him.

"Just give us the horse. We will pay you twice the price" I turned around to see my dad and my brother coming towards us.

"She can't train him or either do you" the man said to my dad.

"She has always been good around horses so I trust her. And it's better if you give us the horse than taking him to abattoir, right?" the man stayed quiet for a little while before answering.

"Fine but don't come to me then crying because of the horse mind have done something."

I was so ready to scream right now. I took the halter rope from the mans hand and started to walk away.

"Remember! Don't come to me if something happens!" the man yelled behind us.

"Don't worry I won't! Because nothings gonna happen" I yelled back.