Chapter 3: Freedom's Fire
The Wildmage frowned. Something was definitely wrong. She could feel it with her wild magic. She was outside, talking to Onua, when it hit her.
"Daine? Are you all right?" Onua asked, noticing the strange look on her face.
"It's probably just nerves," Alanna quipped, coming over to join them. She hit Daine heartily on the back, which snapped the young woman into reality.
"No, it's - something's wrong." She frowned again. "I know!" She took off in the direction of the woods.
Sighing, her friends followed.
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"HOW DARE YOU ABUSE THE POOR ANIMAL?!!?!" Daine shrieked. She was still trying to calm down. Onua patted her on the back, but she too was shaking with rage. Daine had felt help signals from a horse that was being abused. A short man in ragged clothes had been beating the magnificent pure-black stallion. He had cried out for help and Daine had received his calls.
"I told yeh, that's a beast!" the man snarled, growling at Alanna, who had tried to explain that abusing animals was illegal. Several officers had been brought down, and they insisted that he pay a heavy fine.
"But-that's all?!" Daine cried. "Why don't you whip him and see how he likes it?" She stormed away to check on the stallion. He tried to attack anyone who came near him except Daine. She comforted him with her magic and her hands, caressing him gently. She had already healed him, and he stuck to her like glue.
Alanna and Onua joined her, but the stallion reared in anger. No! Daine cried. They're my friends, they won't hurt you. I promise.
Good, the stallion replied, tossing his luxuriant mane. Daine smiled and faced the two women.
"Well, the other officers sent by Jonathan are going with the man to collect his fine and perhaps incinerate him," Alanna said grimly. "He said that you have to keep the horse, since you're the only one Black Beauty over there won't attempt to murder."
"And that's - all?" Daine whispered, her voice hard and eyes gleaming angrily.
The two women nodded grimly. The Wildmage sighed and called the horse over.
Can I keep you? the horse asked, nudging Daine chest with his muzzle.
Yes, she replied. But to two-leggers, it's kinda the other way around. What's your name?
I don't have one, he replied, blowing through his nostrils at her. She giggled and returned the favor.
"So," Onua asked, trying to be cheerful. "He likes you! What will you name him?" Daine's friends approached, being wary.
"His name is-Freedom," she stated. Her friends nodded in approval. As the women left, Daine guiding Freedom, she whispered, "Freedom's Fire."
Ok, you know what to do! Review! And I want to know if you think it's going to be a happy story or not.
*Lady of the Wolves
The Wildmage frowned. Something was definitely wrong. She could feel it with her wild magic. She was outside, talking to Onua, when it hit her.
"Daine? Are you all right?" Onua asked, noticing the strange look on her face.
"It's probably just nerves," Alanna quipped, coming over to join them. She hit Daine heartily on the back, which snapped the young woman into reality.
"No, it's - something's wrong." She frowned again. "I know!" She took off in the direction of the woods.
Sighing, her friends followed.
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"HOW DARE YOU ABUSE THE POOR ANIMAL?!!?!" Daine shrieked. She was still trying to calm down. Onua patted her on the back, but she too was shaking with rage. Daine had felt help signals from a horse that was being abused. A short man in ragged clothes had been beating the magnificent pure-black stallion. He had cried out for help and Daine had received his calls.
"I told yeh, that's a beast!" the man snarled, growling at Alanna, who had tried to explain that abusing animals was illegal. Several officers had been brought down, and they insisted that he pay a heavy fine.
"But-that's all?!" Daine cried. "Why don't you whip him and see how he likes it?" She stormed away to check on the stallion. He tried to attack anyone who came near him except Daine. She comforted him with her magic and her hands, caressing him gently. She had already healed him, and he stuck to her like glue.
Alanna and Onua joined her, but the stallion reared in anger. No! Daine cried. They're my friends, they won't hurt you. I promise.
Good, the stallion replied, tossing his luxuriant mane. Daine smiled and faced the two women.
"Well, the other officers sent by Jonathan are going with the man to collect his fine and perhaps incinerate him," Alanna said grimly. "He said that you have to keep the horse, since you're the only one Black Beauty over there won't attempt to murder."
"And that's - all?" Daine whispered, her voice hard and eyes gleaming angrily.
The two women nodded grimly. The Wildmage sighed and called the horse over.
Can I keep you? the horse asked, nudging Daine chest with his muzzle.
Yes, she replied. But to two-leggers, it's kinda the other way around. What's your name?
I don't have one, he replied, blowing through his nostrils at her. She giggled and returned the favor.
"So," Onua asked, trying to be cheerful. "He likes you! What will you name him?" Daine's friends approached, being wary.
"His name is-Freedom," she stated. Her friends nodded in approval. As the women left, Daine guiding Freedom, she whispered, "Freedom's Fire."
Ok, you know what to do! Review! And I want to know if you think it's going to be a happy story or not.
*Lady of the Wolves