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As we kept riding, I wondered when I'd see Vanora, or any of the others for that matter. Galahad squirmed behind me, making me look back at him. "What?" I asked. "Uh... nothing." He replied. I eyed him suspiciously, and saw he was trying not to laugh. Was I stuck in the middle of another joke?
"Hey Talin..." I heard Lnacelot call mockingly. I looked over at him, and burst out laughing. He'd taken icicles (sp?) from somewhere, and had stuck them up his nose, and was now making faces at me. Arthur glanced back, rolled his eyes, smirked, and faced forward again. I made faces back at Lnace, and then Gawain joined in. Now mad, I looked back at Galahad to tell him to help me, but he was making faces at me too!!!
"If you weren't injured, I would've just shoved you off the horse." I said playfully to him. Then I added, "But I can do this." With that, I pulled both his boots off, and threw one at each of the others. Instantly a shoe war started. I managed to knock Lance off his horse, and then he started throwing snow. "Alright, enough. Get back on your horse, and stop throwing things." Arthur said simply. But before another thing could be done, Lance hit my horse in the nose with a snow ball.
The horse reared up, thrashing its head, trying to rid its nostrils of the cold slush. Galahad slid off safely into a snow pile formed under a tree, while I held on for dear life. Suddenly, the strap on the saddle came undone, and while the saddle simply thumped to the ground, I went flying. I slammed into a tree, and fell down into the snow below it. "See what happens when you idiots don't listen!" I heard Arthur roar.
Next thing I knew I was staring up at the sky, and a huge hand was waving in and out of sight. I blinked a few times, and then jolted up. "Took you long enough." I heard Bors sneer in the background, with a smacking sound, and him stuttering a "What was that for?!" following shortly after.
I rubbed the back of my head, where a big bump had formed. "Is Galahad alright?" I asked curiously, looking around. "I'm fine." I heard Galahad from the group of horses. "We should get going." I said quickly, realizing... they'd stopped for me. They'd risked themselves for me. I got hurriedly to my feet, but within three steps everything swayed. "You're not ready to go anywhere." Dagonet said simply.
I turned on him. "I'm fine, I just have a little headache, ok? Let's go." I said, and headed over to the horses. I found Galahad, and then found his horse, and then swung up into the saddle uneasily. My hand almost went past the reins as I searched for them in my blurried vision. "Are you sure you're up to riding?" Galahad asked. "I'm fine, now let's go before we turn into Woad sacrifices!" I snapped suddenly.
The entire group, even the horses, went silent. Tensed, I realized what I said, and sighed. I heard Arthur take in a sharp breath. "She has a point, we should move. We've spent a little too much time." I heard another voice say quickly. Tristan... was sticking up for me?!
Instantly they were all up on horses... they were probably just as shocked as I was. Then we were riding again, a bit faster than before. I looked over my shoulder at Galahad, and asked, "Do you have any clue where we're going?" He replied, "Wherever Tristan thinks is right." I nodded.
When we stopped, it was well past dark, and we were all tired. Tristan had managed to scratch up a cave hidden behind a bunch of trees. I was so tired, i didn't even bother to pull off my cloak to sleep on, or lay over me. I just dropped in the first place that seemed reasonable. But before I could even get close to sleep, someone was shaking me. "What?" I groaned, sitting up. "You're going to eat something whether you want to or not." Gawain replied, grinning. He held out a bowl of warm soup, and to my surprise, I saw they'd started a small fire. I took it from him, and ditching the spoon, I ate/drank it all from the bowl. (Honestly, do you drink soup, or eat it? That's like the question "is the glass half empty or half full." AHH!) I put the bowl aside, and now warmed up a little, I again dropped back to the floor, and went to sleep.
My sleep was very shortlived... and danger was lurking around every corner.
MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Yes, I know, you all hate cliffhangers, I'm sorry, but the school period's about to end, so I have to finish this. Now...
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