Hey guys, this is my first story, so I don't really know what I'm doing. :) This random girl came up to me one day and told me about this place, as she drank our chocolate milk and ate all our food... Her name is Funkypudding. :P She enjoys pudding, obviously. And also chocolate milk.
Hoof beats pounded behind them, but there was no way they were faster than Jason and Knight. Jason bent lower over Knight's neck, helping his horse to go faster. Jason had seen the hill a while back, and had been hatching a plan ever since. He risked a glance back over his shoulder, and saw that one of the men were drawing ahead of the rest of the group. But Knight was still faster.
"Having fun yet?" Jason whispered, and Knight snorted softly. "Yeah, I thought you might say that." He laughed. Jason had always loved riding, especially having the wind blowing through his almost-shoulder-length brown hair. He glanced back again, and was surprised to see that the man that had been pulling ahead was now slowing catching up to him. "Huh, that's new." He commented lightly. Knight shook his mane, and started to speed up. "Whoa, boy, no need to rush." Knight rolled his eyes, but returned to his first speed. "There you go." That's when they reached the hill. Knight kept up the pace, but the leader of the group started to fall behind once more. Jason had Knight started to turn, ever so slightly, toward the woods to their left. He looked over his shoulder one last time, and saw that the head guard had pointed this out to the rest of the group, and they were following his lead. He couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face. They were reaching the top of the hill, and Jason had to get ready for his quick slight of hand. Then it was time. He tapped Knight's right side with his foot, and the horse immediately turned completely to his right. Jason urged him down the hill and across to the woods on the other side of the path. When he reached them, they skidded to a halt, and Jason jumped down while Knight got down on the ground behind a large tree trunk. Jason crawled to the edge of the woods, then pulled his cowl over his head, so he would be harder to see. The group of guards went rushing into the opposite side of the woods, getting farther and farther away from their prey with every step. Jason sniggered inside, watching them all racing off in the wrong direction. Soon the last man ran into the trees after his comrades, and away from Jason. He decided to stay down for a bit longer though, just to be safe. Everyone knew that there were usually scouts that followed the main party, just in case they lost their query. Sure enough, after about 5 minutes, another figure appeared across the way, riding a small, shaggy pony. It definitely wasn't a horse. They had on a grey and green mottle cloak, which helped them blend in with their background. Jason knew that there was no way he would be able to see him if it weren't for the shaggy thing. Jason felt a shiver ripple down his spine as the man just sat their, his face in the shadow of his cowl. Jason stayed as still as possible. As his father had drilled into him, "The slightest movement could give you away. People see what they expect to see, and most people don't expect to see a person." Jason smiled at that. His father was extremely intelligent, and accurate with a bow. And he had passed all his skills to Jason. I'll be home soon. I'll be able to see him then. He told himself, still lying as still as possible. Finally the rider turned his shaggy horse into the woods following the group of men. He let out a deep sigh and signaled for Knight to get back on his feet. His horse grunted with the effort, then shook out his mane. Jason hopped into the saddle, and him and Knight were riding back in the direction of Araluen.
I hope you liked it so far. :) Please review and tell me what I'm doing wrong, or, what I'm doing right would be good too. :P Also, I could use some suggestions for character names, so that would be good... also. :D