Disclaimer: this is the part of the show where I say I own nothing (which is basically true) if its new I will gladly take credit for it, (unless you don't like it (in which case I blame… ummmm the freshman yeah, blame everything on frosh) ) the familiar stuff probably belongs to Mercedes Lackey.
A/N okay nother chap 2nd of the snow day series… lol, my youth group is having an auction and we have a rabbit fur teddy bear (soooooo soft) and the original Nintendo complete with duck hunt and lightgun…. Anyhow… here y'all go.
After a week as a part of a racehorse stables I still didn't have any clue where I was, but I had been informed that the farmer was now my official owner. This was fine with me because I was somewhat of a celebrity among the stable hands. My life over the past week had been relatively uneventful but had included such diversions as my twice daily feedings, once daily grooming, and being turned out for at least an hour or trained for half that time daily. Not to mention regular treats from the hands, the farmer's wife and one of his two children.
This was exactly the one week anniversary of my arrival here. I had ample opportunity to figure out exactly where my chosen would be and what he would be like. Yes I knew that I was looking for a boy now, which suited me, just fine. All the girl trainees I knew were a pain in the neck, although come to think of it a boy had sent me here… which may or may not have been a good thing I couldn't really be sure at this point…
I was interrupted from my mental ramblings by the sound of a large vehicle pulling to a stop outside, I had grown accustomed to the farmer's transportation devices and ascertained a great many related terms from listening in on the conversation of the grooms.
There was a great deal of noise and the a child calling out a goodbye before bursting into the barn and dropping a suitcase.
"Anna? Are you here? Where's the new colt, Joey told me about him on the phone…" the child, who I couldn't see from where my stall was situated, called out.
"I'm in the tack room Rachel, come on in."
"Is my family here?"
"I think they took Joey to the Red Mile, Excalibur has his time trials today, remember?"
"Oh, I knew I would miss something at camp!"
"How was camp speaking of it."
"Alright I guess, I mean as good as two weeks away from the farm without my friends or my books can be. So where's the new colt?" she asked eagerly.
"I'll show you," Anna said hanging up the bridle she had been polishing and leading the girl to my stall. Anna pointed at me and then left, "I have to go check on Daisy, she's been off her feed for a day now…"
"Okay," Rachel said and then she looked in at me. I came to the door to greet her and she stared speechlessly at me for a minute. "wow…" she breathed. She stared for a moment longer and then let herself into my stall, closing the door behind her. She stared at my white coat and blue eyes. I reached my muzzle out toward her. She extended a hand absently and I lipped at it. She looked at my silvery hooves, "You can't be…" she breathed. Then she reached outside and grabbed a lead rope and clipped it onto my halter.
I followed her into the aisle way. She took me two steps, my hooves ringing like bells on the floor, before wheeling around and staring at me dumbstruck, "but you can't be real, you're just some silly idea in a book…"
I regarded her evenly and then decided that perhaps she needed to be calmed down.
:I'm right here,: I assured her, :And if you think I'm a companion you are right.:
"You didn't just do that…" the girl said faintly, "you can't be real."
:My name is Caedmon, I was transported here by a gate. I am looking for my chosen, or I was before I got caught and put in here.:
"Caedmon? You wouldn't by any chance…"
:You're not my chosen,: I replied gently to the unspoken hope in her last question. Her face fell.
"I suppose just seeing you is enough. I'm probably about the only one around here who knows about companions Caedmon. I can help you out at least."
:Do you know what lies to the east of here?:
"Lexington. We're in Kentucky. In the United States, which is not even in the same solar system as Velgarth."
:Meaning?:
"Meaning I don't know if you'll ever be able to get home."
:Of course I will, we just need to find a mage to build us a gate…:
The girl shook her head, "Not that simple, there are no mages here. No such thing as magic…"
:I'm talking to you aren't I?:I
"Look I'm just telling you it might be hard."
:Granted, but I can't go anywhere until I find my chosen.:
"Okay, I can't let you out. But I go to school in Lexington, and my father runs a program here to let city kids ride. You give me a description and I'll look around for them. If I find someone who looks likely I'll refer them to the program and while they are here you can check 'em out. That ought to work until they take you to the red mile for a time trial."
:I would rather be free to search for myself,: I said doubtfully.
"It's the best I can do," Rachel said.
:Alright, put me back in my stall and I'll tell you all about him.:
"A boy then?"
:Yes, and may I suggest that you try using your mind to talk instead of your voice? If they catch you carrying on a conversation with a horse they'll think you insane.:
"Good point, but I don't think I can."
:Then come in and brush me and pretend like you're muttering for the sake of making noise, the grooms all do it.:
"Alright, I'll go get some brushes."
Rachel returned moments later with a box full of brushes and I started to detail my dreams to her.
A/N okay silly chap but oh well there's only so much to do here…. Next chap will be from Rachel's POV.