Oh-Shoot-Me-Now
Part One: Karsite Borders
By:Lynn Osburn
((For those of you who don't know : : means Companion mindspeech ' ' means human mindspeech or human thoughts.This takes place during the reign of Queen Seleny, back when she was married to Elspeth's father.))
The pounding of hooves on a lone road and the sudden sight of a blindingly white horse going past you at top speed was not what anyone expected to see at any point in time, least of all beyond the Karsite Border.And especially not one carrying a young girl who appeared to be wearing the flimsy garments of a streetwalker.But all the same, there it was, plain as day. A white horse kicking up a whirlwind of dirt and dust with a, scantily clad youth holding onto the mane for dear life. It might have even been considered a comical sight, if it wasn't for the face that a large amount of arrows seemed to be covering their tracks.
The white stallion wasn't even panting as it drove onward, it's hooves making divits in the road. It avoided obsticals and even made use of it's gain over it's pursuers by kicking over the half dead trees and providing more problems. All the while, the young thing on his back kept her eyes closed and her mouth shut. Hre fingers had long since turned to claws, perminently latched onto the stallions mane. Within seconds they were rushing off again, putting more distance between them and the attackers.
:Hold onto me love...don't worry.:
'Last time I checked I had no intention of letting go!'
The horses head jerked and an oddly human laugh came out. It's already impossible speed increased and the white beast dissapeared into the winter forests,moving as a ghost would. The tinkleing of it's silver bells were drowned out by the snapping of branches and the crunching of snow beneth it. Without warning the stallion stopped suddenly and tossed its mane,looking from side to side hurridly. :Over there...under those trees...: He moved into the area and ducked down in a rather undignified manner.: Get down, your clothing is too bright.:
She obeyed and crouched low in the snow, the cold making her skin feel worse. They'd been riding for days now, with no oppertunity for her to busy anything else. Her rear was rubbed raw from lack of riding experence, she'd had little food and the only water was what she'd managed to suck from icicles. Her fingers were developing frostbite as well as her feet and she felt as though tears might freeze on her cheeks at any moment.
And yet the soft nudge of a comforting snout seemed to make it all better.From the moment those sapphire eyes had first connected with hers, everything in her life seemed better. 'How on earth could anyone consider these beautiful...magnificent creatures to be demons?' she wondered and hugged the warm head.
:It is only because they do not understand. Ignorance is the cause of more problems then stupidity.: The calm voice in her head spoke. : Which is probibly why this is turning out to be such a fiasco.: The stallion wickered and knelt down, hiding the gaudily clothed young girl. :Of course who ever heard of an uneventful Choosing?: Another comforting laugh and a sensation of warmpth.
She smiled a little and brushed the unusual blond hair from her eyes. Truly, she was a rarity on this side of the border. She knew that just by looking at all the other pleasure girls in the harem. It probibly had somthing to do with her mother being from Valdemar. EVERYTHING had somthing to do with her mother being from Valdemar. Her mother being from Valdemar ment that she was the worst treated of all the girls, her mother being from Valdemar ment that she was the one who was sent to the master when he was in a bad mood. Her mother being from Valdemar ment that the toast burned in the oven she'd never touched was her fault.
:Your mother being from Valdemar means nothing!: Her Companion interjected. :It means that you are an unusual young woman who has fought hard to keep her independence and been pursicuted by those too stupid and too raceist to realise otherwise!: he tossed his head in contempt and set down a firm hoove. :Don't you dare go thinking that! Those mindless twittering whores...: He sounded as though he was lible to go off on a tangent at any moment and projected into his Chosen's mind just exactly what he though of the women she'd lived with.
The image was ment to improve her mood, and it did, considerably. "But thats over now...right?" she asked of her Companion and he nodded. That was good enough for her. No more sitting in the fireplace covered in soot only to be shoved into that sadists bed! No more having to suffer through his, at best, exotic ideas of bedsport and brutal handling. She wouldn't have to put up with the head wive's snickering at her uncanny features or oddly shaped body.
:I think the pear is a wonderful fruit and your quite lucky to have your body shaped like it.:
She couldn't help but laugh. Nothing about her body was the Karsite idea of beautiful, or even their idea of attractive. She was too tall, standing nearly six feet in hight. Her hips were too large and her breasts were too small. Her skin was a creamy mocha color with light pink lines from where her 'lover' had shown his affection. Only her face remained unmakred by his caress, that-a-way if he ever sold her she'd still look pritty on the auction block. Her face was prity enough, if somewhat...ethereal looking. Pale blue iris staring out from almond shaped eyes, long blond hair. If it had been on a normal tone of skin she would have been deamed devistatingly beautiful. But as it was, she just looked...creepy.
:You are not creepy...unsettiling at a first glance yes, but I think your positivly ravishing.: As useual, there was every amount of confidence in the statment, just because a Companion said it, automatically it was true. And no one could ever disbelive it. How could you ever disbelive those amazing sapphire eyes?How could you look into them and feel anything but the purest of love? Nothing on earth or in the Heavens was stronger then the bond between a Chosen and their Companion, save for maybe that between lifebonds.
A sudden rasp of an arrow and the thunk of it sinking into the tree beside them was enough to ruin the moment. Within seconds she had again mounted and they barreled off into the winter branches. Someone shouting in the Karsite tounge and more arrows trying to bring their death.Of course it wasn't the "kidnapped" slave they we're after,one missing slave ment less then nothing to them.It was the demon-thing she rode upon which had them hungry for blood.
Faster and faster they rode,heading for the safty of Valdemar Borders.Arrows wizzed by them,aiming to kill. Everyone was fired with an incompirable amount of hatred for the snow white demon.Each one wishing to bring the creature to it's death. even if it ment killing the rider in the process, after all, she was just one slave.
The wind bit at her body and the branches slapped at her skin as the Companion raced faster, coming to a clearing. "Not good, they'll spot us for sure in this! And I have no weapons."
:I know I know!: Her Companion seemed tense for a second and suddenly darted off to the side, making a clear cut path for the edge of a cliff.
"Are you insane?" She yelled and yelped as an arrow sliced just past her left cheek. "Faster!" she yelled and heard the gallop of many hooves behind them.
They were gaining, and her Companion was trying to pull ahead. At least...he looked like he was trying to pull ahead. She got the slightet feeling, like he was holding back somehow. 'Surly he's not going to try...oh you clever beauty you.'
There was a mental chuckle from the horse and he held back a little more, making it look as though he was losing streanth, he allowed for the muscles in his nec to relax somewhat and gave a labored breathing like he was gasping for air. "We've got him now!"someone spoke in Karsite.
Just as they neared the cliffs edge, the Companion tripped.
And three of the pursuers tried to skid to a stop on a lake of ice.
Just as soon as he'd 'tripped' the Companion was up and running, digging his hooves into the small grooves of the ice and galloping fowrd and the firm surface began to crack thanks to the weight of four horses having fallen on it. :Hold on love!: She'd heard storys where Companions could fly, and though wings, (real or imaginary) did not sprout from her Companion, she was sure they'd taken off. As the ice beneth their feet crumbled and caved in underneath their attackers, the stallion landed on the opposit bank of the river and stood there, watching the horsemen sink beneth the frozen waters.
:As I said...no such thing as an uneventful Choosing.:
By:Lynn Osburn
((For those of you who don't know : : means Companion mindspeech ' ' means human mindspeech or human thoughts.This takes place during the reign of Queen Seleny, back when she was married to Elspeth's father.))
The pounding of hooves on a lone road and the sudden sight of a blindingly white horse going past you at top speed was not what anyone expected to see at any point in time, least of all beyond the Karsite Border.And especially not one carrying a young girl who appeared to be wearing the flimsy garments of a streetwalker.But all the same, there it was, plain as day. A white horse kicking up a whirlwind of dirt and dust with a, scantily clad youth holding onto the mane for dear life. It might have even been considered a comical sight, if it wasn't for the face that a large amount of arrows seemed to be covering their tracks.
The white stallion wasn't even panting as it drove onward, it's hooves making divits in the road. It avoided obsticals and even made use of it's gain over it's pursuers by kicking over the half dead trees and providing more problems. All the while, the young thing on his back kept her eyes closed and her mouth shut. Hre fingers had long since turned to claws, perminently latched onto the stallions mane. Within seconds they were rushing off again, putting more distance between them and the attackers.
:Hold onto me love...don't worry.:
'Last time I checked I had no intention of letting go!'
The horses head jerked and an oddly human laugh came out. It's already impossible speed increased and the white beast dissapeared into the winter forests,moving as a ghost would. The tinkleing of it's silver bells were drowned out by the snapping of branches and the crunching of snow beneth it. Without warning the stallion stopped suddenly and tossed its mane,looking from side to side hurridly. :Over there...under those trees...: He moved into the area and ducked down in a rather undignified manner.: Get down, your clothing is too bright.:
She obeyed and crouched low in the snow, the cold making her skin feel worse. They'd been riding for days now, with no oppertunity for her to busy anything else. Her rear was rubbed raw from lack of riding experence, she'd had little food and the only water was what she'd managed to suck from icicles. Her fingers were developing frostbite as well as her feet and she felt as though tears might freeze on her cheeks at any moment.
And yet the soft nudge of a comforting snout seemed to make it all better.From the moment those sapphire eyes had first connected with hers, everything in her life seemed better. 'How on earth could anyone consider these beautiful...magnificent creatures to be demons?' she wondered and hugged the warm head.
:It is only because they do not understand. Ignorance is the cause of more problems then stupidity.: The calm voice in her head spoke. : Which is probibly why this is turning out to be such a fiasco.: The stallion wickered and knelt down, hiding the gaudily clothed young girl. :Of course who ever heard of an uneventful Choosing?: Another comforting laugh and a sensation of warmpth.
She smiled a little and brushed the unusual blond hair from her eyes. Truly, she was a rarity on this side of the border. She knew that just by looking at all the other pleasure girls in the harem. It probibly had somthing to do with her mother being from Valdemar. EVERYTHING had somthing to do with her mother being from Valdemar. Her mother being from Valdemar ment that she was the worst treated of all the girls, her mother being from Valdemar ment that she was the one who was sent to the master when he was in a bad mood. Her mother being from Valdemar ment that the toast burned in the oven she'd never touched was her fault.
:Your mother being from Valdemar means nothing!: Her Companion interjected. :It means that you are an unusual young woman who has fought hard to keep her independence and been pursicuted by those too stupid and too raceist to realise otherwise!: he tossed his head in contempt and set down a firm hoove. :Don't you dare go thinking that! Those mindless twittering whores...: He sounded as though he was lible to go off on a tangent at any moment and projected into his Chosen's mind just exactly what he though of the women she'd lived with.
The image was ment to improve her mood, and it did, considerably. "But thats over now...right?" she asked of her Companion and he nodded. That was good enough for her. No more sitting in the fireplace covered in soot only to be shoved into that sadists bed! No more having to suffer through his, at best, exotic ideas of bedsport and brutal handling. She wouldn't have to put up with the head wive's snickering at her uncanny features or oddly shaped body.
:I think the pear is a wonderful fruit and your quite lucky to have your body shaped like it.:
She couldn't help but laugh. Nothing about her body was the Karsite idea of beautiful, or even their idea of attractive. She was too tall, standing nearly six feet in hight. Her hips were too large and her breasts were too small. Her skin was a creamy mocha color with light pink lines from where her 'lover' had shown his affection. Only her face remained unmakred by his caress, that-a-way if he ever sold her she'd still look pritty on the auction block. Her face was prity enough, if somewhat...ethereal looking. Pale blue iris staring out from almond shaped eyes, long blond hair. If it had been on a normal tone of skin she would have been deamed devistatingly beautiful. But as it was, she just looked...creepy.
:You are not creepy...unsettiling at a first glance yes, but I think your positivly ravishing.: As useual, there was every amount of confidence in the statment, just because a Companion said it, automatically it was true. And no one could ever disbelive it. How could you ever disbelive those amazing sapphire eyes?How could you look into them and feel anything but the purest of love? Nothing on earth or in the Heavens was stronger then the bond between a Chosen and their Companion, save for maybe that between lifebonds.
A sudden rasp of an arrow and the thunk of it sinking into the tree beside them was enough to ruin the moment. Within seconds she had again mounted and they barreled off into the winter branches. Someone shouting in the Karsite tounge and more arrows trying to bring their death.Of course it wasn't the "kidnapped" slave they we're after,one missing slave ment less then nothing to them.It was the demon-thing she rode upon which had them hungry for blood.
Faster and faster they rode,heading for the safty of Valdemar Borders.Arrows wizzed by them,aiming to kill. Everyone was fired with an incompirable amount of hatred for the snow white demon.Each one wishing to bring the creature to it's death. even if it ment killing the rider in the process, after all, she was just one slave.
The wind bit at her body and the branches slapped at her skin as the Companion raced faster, coming to a clearing. "Not good, they'll spot us for sure in this! And I have no weapons."
:I know I know!: Her Companion seemed tense for a second and suddenly darted off to the side, making a clear cut path for the edge of a cliff.
"Are you insane?" She yelled and yelped as an arrow sliced just past her left cheek. "Faster!" she yelled and heard the gallop of many hooves behind them.
They were gaining, and her Companion was trying to pull ahead. At least...he looked like he was trying to pull ahead. She got the slightet feeling, like he was holding back somehow. 'Surly he's not going to try...oh you clever beauty you.'
There was a mental chuckle from the horse and he held back a little more, making it look as though he was losing streanth, he allowed for the muscles in his nec to relax somewhat and gave a labored breathing like he was gasping for air. "We've got him now!"someone spoke in Karsite.
Just as they neared the cliffs edge, the Companion tripped.
And three of the pursuers tried to skid to a stop on a lake of ice.
Just as soon as he'd 'tripped' the Companion was up and running, digging his hooves into the small grooves of the ice and galloping fowrd and the firm surface began to crack thanks to the weight of four horses having fallen on it. :Hold on love!: She'd heard storys where Companions could fly, and though wings, (real or imaginary) did not sprout from her Companion, she was sure they'd taken off. As the ice beneth their feet crumbled and caved in underneath their attackers, the stallion landed on the opposit bank of the river and stood there, watching the horsemen sink beneth the frozen waters.
:As I said...no such thing as an uneventful Choosing.: