Read and Review shes and unnamed character and I'm not planning a multi-chapter fic.
Nothing really was the same after the war. So many people had died…so many were injured beyond repair or help. It was turmoil. Nothing was the same, not the people, not the land.
Nevertheless, she would try her best to put it back together again. She could not just sit here at home sewing and patching up her brothers and fathers breeches. She could not just go out and pick herbs for her mother anymore.
She wanted to fight. She wanted to help. She wanted to actually DO something for her country. The army was spread out so thin. The Queens Riders had been cut down in number dramatically. She did not have the Gift, or Wild magic like Daine the Wildmage. She was not very handy with a sword or a knife.
However, archery was easy to manage. She could smell poison and she knew almost every herb. Herbs for burns, scratches, measles, boils. She had to do something. Her Father and Brothers refused to go into the army. They did not want to help. Her friends did not want to help. Her Village did not want to help. Only two of their young men went to be army men. They were laughed at when they got home covered in scars. They had left shortly afterwards for Corus.
Did she want that? She could ride a horse. She could draw a bow. She could smell poison. She could heal without the use of the Gift.
However, did she want that? That every time she would come home she was laughed at. She was scorned for being patriotic…even by her own family.
Or did she want to fight? TO heal? TO help? TO protect?
Yes…yes she did.
She wanted the scars; she wanted the stories about everything she had seen. She wanted to heal. She wanted to protect. She wanted to fight. She wanted to help.
She stood up and dropped her materials on the ground. She walked into her room, packed her bags. Changed into her breeches and shirt that she used while out doing farm work. She walked out her front door. Her mother asking her where she was going. What she was doing. Why was she doing this.
"I want to help." And she left. Walked into the stables grabbed Moonshine and saddled her. She walked the horse outside the house and mounted her. Pointing the mare to the road she clicked her heels and left her small village, in Northern Tortall, for the City of Corus. Who knows…maybe they need a girl who can shoot and use herbs.