Ellie ran downstairs and grabbed a gun, that she had found the day before, and made out of the front door and around to the barn. There in the dim light from the moon stood a young chesnut horse eating the overgrown grass inside the barn.
Seeing the oppertunity, she slowly walked up to the animal. In about 14hh in size, the horse toward above Ellie. All the same she slowly reaced up to touch the horses face. The horse let her and then carried on eating. She then grabbed a rope and tied it around the horses face in a makeshift halter fasion. ' i think i will name you Callus. He was a beautiful horse.' and with that she left him in the barn and went back in the house.
Years past.
first two then three until eventually, Ellie was 36.
Ellie woke up, pulled on her clothes, picked up her bow and headed downstairs like she did every mourning. She then made breakfast of Bacon and carrots. All of the food she had she had harvested from the farm she now had. Ellie had horses, cows, pigs and chickens she also had many crops. Every mourning she would go and let the hourses out see to the pigs and cows and make sure the chickens were okay.
On this mourning, Ellie went to see the horses. There in the paddock with them was a foal. Fully black with one white leg. The other horses were gathering around it and Ellie approached it. ' I think we need to pick a name for you... ummmmm' Thinking aloud and more talking to the other horses. ' What about Joel? Yes i like that.'
So for the rest of her days, Ellie stayed on the farm all on her own, apart from her animals. She would go on to live a long happpy life and die at the age of 75 in her sleep.
Extra
A few weeks later, a man with dark blonde hair, stumbled upon the farm. He found Ellie's body and burried her on a hill about 100 metres from the house. He releases the animals that had survived and carried on his way. This man was called Dean. Tommy and Maria's son.
The End.