The next day Daine and Alanna left for the market place to get some new clothes for Ryvre. She had to stay at home, she wasn't even aloud to ride Rane. So she sat on a comfortable chair and looked at the pictures in the book her mother was reading her about an ordinary girl who finds out she has magic, and has to save the world with it. She meets companions along the way, and falls in love with the one who she fights with, and foruntitly that boy falls in love with her too, and they live happily ever after.
Ryvre sighed as she closed the book. She was never aloud outside their land alone, therefore she has never met any friends. She slid off her seat and looked out the window and saw that it was pouring rain out. She forgot to close the stable door from this mourning!!!
She gasped and hurried toward the door. Ryvre sturggled to open it from all the wind outside, and barely succeeded. She took a few steps outside and realized that it was a very serious storm. As she turned to go back inside to get a coat, the wind slammed it closed.
"No!" she yelled. Daine locked it from the outside so no one would be able to get in, and now she couldn't either!
Turning around to face the wind, and hugged her arms and started walked toward the stable. Ignoring the coldness nipping at her, she went into the stable and closed the door. It was a little warmer in here, but not by much. She shivvered and went over to Rane's stall. She opened the door and went into it; Rane was lieing down, looking at her funny. Ryvre walked over and sat down next to her, trying to get warm.
"Oh, Rane, this is horrible," she cried, hugging her knees. "Mommy won't be able to come home because of this storm; possibly a hurricane or blizzard? No, it's not snowing...." She tried not to cry, fear that her face would freeze up.
Rane rubbed her nose against Ryvre's chest soothingly.
Suddenly there was a bright light coming through the glassless window in Rane's stall. Ryvre gasped and sheilded her eyes with her arm. When the light went away, she took her arm away and looked out the window for its source. It was coming from the forest.
Curious, she walked over to the stable door and opened it slowly. She crept outside, closed it again, and tried to look through the thick rain. She could just barely see the trees bordering their land and she walked toward it. The wind protested against her, but she ignored it, or tried to.
"Who's there?" she yelled over the wind. No one answered. "Hello?!"
Frowning, she walked to the edge of their territory and the forest, her hair blowing in her face. She hesitated, then went into the forest. The trees were creeking and the ground was extremely muddy, from all the wind and rain.
"Hello?!" she screamed.
A bright light shone in her eyes again, making her wince. Ryvre kept her eyes partically open and looked for where it was coming from: behind the bush! The ran over to it, trying not trip or fall over from the wind. She gasped. Behind the tree was a boy her age with short brown hair.
"My butterfly," he whispered, then fainted.
Ryvre sighed as she closed the book. She was never aloud outside their land alone, therefore she has never met any friends. She slid off her seat and looked out the window and saw that it was pouring rain out. She forgot to close the stable door from this mourning!!!
She gasped and hurried toward the door. Ryvre sturggled to open it from all the wind outside, and barely succeeded. She took a few steps outside and realized that it was a very serious storm. As she turned to go back inside to get a coat, the wind slammed it closed.
"No!" she yelled. Daine locked it from the outside so no one would be able to get in, and now she couldn't either!
Turning around to face the wind, and hugged her arms and started walked toward the stable. Ignoring the coldness nipping at her, she went into the stable and closed the door. It was a little warmer in here, but not by much. She shivvered and went over to Rane's stall. She opened the door and went into it; Rane was lieing down, looking at her funny. Ryvre walked over and sat down next to her, trying to get warm.
"Oh, Rane, this is horrible," she cried, hugging her knees. "Mommy won't be able to come home because of this storm; possibly a hurricane or blizzard? No, it's not snowing...." She tried not to cry, fear that her face would freeze up.
Rane rubbed her nose against Ryvre's chest soothingly.
Suddenly there was a bright light coming through the glassless window in Rane's stall. Ryvre gasped and sheilded her eyes with her arm. When the light went away, she took her arm away and looked out the window for its source. It was coming from the forest.
Curious, she walked over to the stable door and opened it slowly. She crept outside, closed it again, and tried to look through the thick rain. She could just barely see the trees bordering their land and she walked toward it. The wind protested against her, but she ignored it, or tried to.
"Who's there?" she yelled over the wind. No one answered. "Hello?!"
Frowning, she walked to the edge of their territory and the forest, her hair blowing in her face. She hesitated, then went into the forest. The trees were creeking and the ground was extremely muddy, from all the wind and rain.
"Hello?!" she screamed.
A bright light shone in her eyes again, making her wince. Ryvre kept her eyes partically open and looked for where it was coming from: behind the bush! The ran over to it, trying not trip or fall over from the wind. She gasped. Behind the tree was a boy her age with short brown hair.
"My butterfly," he whispered, then fainted.