District 10 SYOT Aridane Scar
The reaping. All on 12 year old Aridane Scar's mind. Even her pet horse Scrape, after the giant scrape on his side the filly got from tripping on a rock, couldn't take her mind off it. Her brown curly hair was pulled into a ponytail. Her green short ripped sleeve shirt was a little to big but her blue ripped jeans fit perfectly down to her knees
As i brushed the black straight forelock of Scrape's mane as it shined in the sunlight. The white star on his head stood out against his black hair. Scrape pawed the ground yearning to run.
"I know boy, I'd rather be riding in the fields too."
He jerked his neck back whining in agreement. His mother was killed in a stampede along with my mother, who was my last family. So now we sort of adopted each other. We live with my best friend Zach , his parents died before he could remember he only had a horse to protect him and she died. Both me and Zach work on raising and slaughtering all the livestock we have. We are one of the two best workers because we basically live there.
Scar stomped his front left hoof, his black tail waved in the slight breeze.
"Come on," I said as I mounted Scar, "lets get down to the pastures, it's time for me to feed the pigs and we can get a little riding done."
Scar whinnied in agreement. We're both more of free spirits but we take care of each other. We trotted along to the sounds of pigs, cows, ducks, and horses the trotting of hooves while I bounce up and down on Scrape's back. As we passed the towns, people were preparing for the reaping. Me and Zach are the only two that have to either wear what we always wear or borrow stuff since we you know have nothing.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, "I almost forgot to ask Mrs. Crow to borrow a fanicyish outfit!" I swerved on Scar going to a small hut near the field where I live. As I arrived I dismounted off Scar's back. I tied his rope to a stand in the front of the hut and knocked on the door.
"Who is it!" Demanded a frail but demanding woman's voice.
"It's me Aridane could I please borrow something to wear to the reaping Mrs. Crow?"
"Oh!" The door creaked open and a black haired tall woman in a long blue dress in flat shoes, Mrs. Crow. "Sorry, of course you can borrow one of my dresses and ill help you with your hair too!" Mrs. Crow was always the nicest villager to Aridane and Zach, most of the villagers avoid them completely like outcasts, but Mrs. Crow was nice and pitied them.
" Mrs. Crow I have to work after this so could I have it then set it down till I'm done with my work?"
"Why of course Darling!" She handed me a short green emerald dress that was tight around the waste.
I thanked her and left the house to mount Scrape. His scar still had crusts of brown, dried blood, since the only water Zach and I got we drank. I mounted carefully with the dress and rode around the corner and found Zach with his wavy brown hair smoothly down his head covering most of his head lounging in a hay bale waiting with a Westwood torn suit lying next to him. Now he was wearing a torn white tank top and knee shorts like me.
"Hey Aridane ready to slaughter?" Zach said as a grin spread across his face.
"Sure but don't we need the town's slop for the pigs?" I said as I dismounted Scrape and set the dress down next to the suit.
"Shoot I forgot! Could you ride down to town to get the slop?" Zach asked since his only mode of transportation was walking or hitch hiking which no one does for orphans like us.
I aggreed and mounted Scrape barely missing his scar. As I left he started to the giant tree we sleep eat and change in but he didn't climb it he ran into the forest. Awkward. I really
hope that he's okay. The clopping of hooves always calms me down, even if it is reaping day. Me and Scrape galloped down the path up to the market To the green tent set up with a man in blue overalls
"Hey Scar, here for the slop?" Said the man, Mr. Peck.
"Sure am, is it round back like usual?"
"Yep in a blue pail, you can keep it to gather up your fertilizer." Mr. Peck said grinning as his deep raspy voice said fertilizer, since Zach and I gather up the dung from the cow fields and mix it perfectly with grass and our secret ingredient salt.
" Thanks our last one is at the Hightail section livestock since that was our last delivery," I said, "That's where I'm going to next." With that I led Scrape around the tent to the blue bucket. I tied the handle
Of the blue bucket to a long stick and set it on the black horse's back. Then we walked north to the farm passing many empty fields since most families were working on looking their best for reaping day all but me and Zach. When I arrived at Hightail I saw Sally Hightail with her blond hair flowing down her back with a red dress going tight to her shins. With red high heels I would've used as plows.
"Hey little Scar what do you need dawlin," she said with her country accent.
" I was wondering if I could have that bucket I used to bring you the fertilizer back."
"Sure ya can little Scar but do we still get ya next batch?"
"Well actually I've gotta new customer at Southdorm but you'll get the next one."
"Sure see ya later little Scar"
I thanked her, tied up the bucket to the stick on Scrape and mounted him. We trotted peacefully up to the farm and found Zach starting the fertilizer batch.
"So how's the batch?"
Zach jumped startled that she was here
"Hey goin fine but you know the reaping is soon so we need to finish our work."
"I know," I said as I headed to do my chores. Little did I know, it would be the last set of chores I did for a while.
