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To Move On
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Ch.4 An Empty Farm
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Lara looked around there were no horses being exercised. None of the daily routines, as far as she could tell, seemed to be going on. Something was wrong. Even with her fathers death there should be people taking care of the horses. The ones who had remained loyal to him over the years. She looked to Aoshi; he seemed not to notice anything. His steady gaze and stern face hid every thought from her. Yet, she could tell that he was somewhat enjoying himself.
'Maybe I'm over reacting. There seems to be nothing wrong," she chided herself. 'Yet nothing right either,' said a voice. She sighed, the voice, her father had told her, was ruminate of the first of their line. There was only one thing to do check the stables. She started toward the broodmare barn. When she entered there was only silence. The stalls were empty. "That's funny there should be at least a handful of mares in here," she noted out loud.
Aoshi gazed at her face. There was no trace of fear, but something was not right. She decided they must have been put out. She went to the stallion barn, but none of the stallions were in their stalls. From the lane she had seen that none were in there paddocks either. A sudden urgency hit her. The floor had been swept recently, yet it had been a week since she had been there. Her beloved stallion, a gift from her father for she was the only one who could lay a hand one him, was nowhere to be seen. The stalls were neat and seemed not to have held occupants for a few days.
"What's wrong?" questioned Aoshi. He could see confusion in her eyes even if her face hid it.
She looked at him slowly. 'I can't ask him to help he laid his sword down a while ago,' she thought. 'Yet, he knows something is wrong and there is no use lying to him.' "The barns are empty and the stalls show no sign of having held any horse for the last few days. There should have been mares in the other barn ready to foal. The white stallions should have been taken because of the sun. There are no grooms. Nor are there exercise boys out on the track or cooling of a mount," she said in a calm voice knowing her eyes would betray her.
"Are you sure they didn't leave because your father died?"
"Yes. All who where loyal to him, which was about everyone, loved me as a sister. My brother, Tolma, would have never left. He was the only sibling who ever really cared for me as a sister," she answered quickly. 'If I'm lucky then Sul should still be around here," she said out loud unknowingly.
"Sul?"
"Uh. Sul is my stallion. I'm the only one he aloud near for awhile then he aloud Tolma to come near him, but only when I was around." She whistled. The sound split the silence. Yet it was clear and silver as bells. Waiting she tried again and again, but no answering call came. Aoshi looked at her. She seemed distressed.
'That horse must mean a lot to her,' he thought.
She thought then remembered a secret hollow in her horses stall. When her and her brother were in trouble, before they knew they were kin, she would leave notes there and he would do the same. The stall was at the far side of the barn. It was by far the largest and there were no other stalls around it. The barn was old and a grand stallion had once stayed in the stall. Her horse was decedent of that golden stallion. Her horse mother had been a copper Arabian mare and his father had been like his great-great- great-grandfather a golden horse. Yet he had foaled silver and had never lost that color.
She reached into the hollow yet all she felt was dust. "Should we go back and tell the others?" questioned Aoshi.
"The stalls have been empty for days. If anyone took the horse they would take them to a canyon in the middle of this property."
"How mush land do you have?"
"There are around five or six thousand acres." Aoshi stared at her. No wonder most of her kin hated her. She was the one who inherited the largest farm.
"Six thou.." A challenging whistle of a stallion rang in the air a bout them. The horse demanded of them it seemed. Lara whipped out of the barn and there before her was her silver horse. He walked up and nuzzled her. Aoshi stared in astonishment. The horse was gorgeous. He snorted and pranced toward Aoshi, ears back.
"Sul, he my friend and means no harm," she said as she stood between a ton of horseflesh and a man. The horse threw up his head willing them to follow. And so they did. They hadn't gone far before coming to a clump in the grass. "Tolma!" She ran to the clump. He seemed not to have any injuries other than a large knot on the back of his head.
Tolma opened his eyes and looked around. "I'm so sorry I couldn't help they came and took the horse. I'm so sorry."
"Its okay dear brother. You can help get them back. Who took them?"
Tolma looked up his eyes saddened. "Your siblings. I think there.."
"In the canyon." Tolma just smiled. She was the oldest of six kids and by far the smartest and kindness.
"Who is he?"
Lara looked at Aoshi she hadn't forgotten about him. "He's a good, a very good friend."
Aoshi looked at her tone seemed a little strange. She was not confused, but certain. No that wasn't it. It was more than that.
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To Move On
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Ch.4 An Empty Farm
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Lara looked around there were no horses being exercised. None of the daily routines, as far as she could tell, seemed to be going on. Something was wrong. Even with her fathers death there should be people taking care of the horses. The ones who had remained loyal to him over the years. She looked to Aoshi; he seemed not to notice anything. His steady gaze and stern face hid every thought from her. Yet, she could tell that he was somewhat enjoying himself.
'Maybe I'm over reacting. There seems to be nothing wrong," she chided herself. 'Yet nothing right either,' said a voice. She sighed, the voice, her father had told her, was ruminate of the first of their line. There was only one thing to do check the stables. She started toward the broodmare barn. When she entered there was only silence. The stalls were empty. "That's funny there should be at least a handful of mares in here," she noted out loud.
Aoshi gazed at her face. There was no trace of fear, but something was not right. She decided they must have been put out. She went to the stallion barn, but none of the stallions were in their stalls. From the lane she had seen that none were in there paddocks either. A sudden urgency hit her. The floor had been swept recently, yet it had been a week since she had been there. Her beloved stallion, a gift from her father for she was the only one who could lay a hand one him, was nowhere to be seen. The stalls were neat and seemed not to have held occupants for a few days.
"What's wrong?" questioned Aoshi. He could see confusion in her eyes even if her face hid it.
She looked at him slowly. 'I can't ask him to help he laid his sword down a while ago,' she thought. 'Yet, he knows something is wrong and there is no use lying to him.' "The barns are empty and the stalls show no sign of having held any horse for the last few days. There should have been mares in the other barn ready to foal. The white stallions should have been taken because of the sun. There are no grooms. Nor are there exercise boys out on the track or cooling of a mount," she said in a calm voice knowing her eyes would betray her.
"Are you sure they didn't leave because your father died?"
"Yes. All who where loyal to him, which was about everyone, loved me as a sister. My brother, Tolma, would have never left. He was the only sibling who ever really cared for me as a sister," she answered quickly. 'If I'm lucky then Sul should still be around here," she said out loud unknowingly.
"Sul?"
"Uh. Sul is my stallion. I'm the only one he aloud near for awhile then he aloud Tolma to come near him, but only when I was around." She whistled. The sound split the silence. Yet it was clear and silver as bells. Waiting she tried again and again, but no answering call came. Aoshi looked at her. She seemed distressed.
'That horse must mean a lot to her,' he thought.
She thought then remembered a secret hollow in her horses stall. When her and her brother were in trouble, before they knew they were kin, she would leave notes there and he would do the same. The stall was at the far side of the barn. It was by far the largest and there were no other stalls around it. The barn was old and a grand stallion had once stayed in the stall. Her horse was decedent of that golden stallion. Her horse mother had been a copper Arabian mare and his father had been like his great-great- great-grandfather a golden horse. Yet he had foaled silver and had never lost that color.
She reached into the hollow yet all she felt was dust. "Should we go back and tell the others?" questioned Aoshi.
"The stalls have been empty for days. If anyone took the horse they would take them to a canyon in the middle of this property."
"How mush land do you have?"
"There are around five or six thousand acres." Aoshi stared at her. No wonder most of her kin hated her. She was the one who inherited the largest farm.
"Six thou.." A challenging whistle of a stallion rang in the air a bout them. The horse demanded of them it seemed. Lara whipped out of the barn and there before her was her silver horse. He walked up and nuzzled her. Aoshi stared in astonishment. The horse was gorgeous. He snorted and pranced toward Aoshi, ears back.
"Sul, he my friend and means no harm," she said as she stood between a ton of horseflesh and a man. The horse threw up his head willing them to follow. And so they did. They hadn't gone far before coming to a clump in the grass. "Tolma!" She ran to the clump. He seemed not to have any injuries other than a large knot on the back of his head.
Tolma opened his eyes and looked around. "I'm so sorry I couldn't help they came and took the horse. I'm so sorry."
"Its okay dear brother. You can help get them back. Who took them?"
Tolma looked up his eyes saddened. "Your siblings. I think there.."
"In the canyon." Tolma just smiled. She was the oldest of six kids and by far the smartest and kindness.
"Who is he?"
Lara looked at Aoshi she hadn't forgotten about him. "He's a good, a very good friend."
Aoshi looked at her tone seemed a little strange. She was not confused, but certain. No that wasn't it. It was more than that.
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