Disclaimer: they aren't mine…sob
A/N: Okay, I know this probably isn't what happens with the horses and all, but it's my story and I can screw it up as much as I want to…at least I'm staying with the main plot and I don't have a "Gimli-n-Drag!" ^_^…actually, that would be verrryyyy interesting…hehehe…Watch for a new story comin' up…
Time: Riding Once Again
"We need to leave…I must return Shadowfax and it seems you three have horses to return as well!" Gandalf said, standing. Aragorn and Legolas stood, strapping their weapons on. Gimli snatched his axe, but Rachel didn't move.
"What is it, my dear?" the wizard asked. She barely made a sound and just stared at the ground. She was out of it…that's all. Thinking of nothing in particular. Pencils…television…her piano and marimba…things she didn't have with her.
"Nothin'…just thinkin' of home," she said, yawning. Standing finally, she followed the others through their earlier path and, to her surprise, Mordil stood there with the other horses and his father, Shadowfax. The elder was so magnificent and it was apparent of the two beasts' relation.
"Wow…" Rachel said. She approached the horses quietly…the others stood back for a second. Gandalf leaned in towards Aragorn…
"Why do we stop?"
"Let Rachel have a moment…She loves horses…" Aragorn said, smiling. He shook his head and laughed, thinking of how loose and childish Rachel had become. She wasn't a machine anymore.
"Shadowfax…I've heard a lot about you," Rachel whispered to the horse. He walked forward and nudged her, just like Mordil had. He whinnied and nodded in approval. Mordil took his father's place and knelt, letting Rachel mount without hassle.
"Thank you, Mordil."
"Come, let us ride!" Gandalf shouted. He strode forward gallantly and all four men settled on their beasts' backs. Within moments they were galloping across the plains of Rohan. The wind rushed by Rachel's hair, making it a tangled mess. She didn't care. The elf was riding abreast to the wizard…the others were trailing behind. The father and son were meant to lead.
"Let's see what Shadowfax's son can handle, shall we?!" Gandalf yelled to Rachel over the roaring of the air past their ears. She nodded and they rushed forward, leaving Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli in their dust. Mordil leaped ahead of his father and they made a wide circle and came behind the others. Aragorn looked back and laughed.
"One for games, are we, Rachel?!" he shouted. She shook her head.
"Only competition!"
A/N: Unexpected ending…really short…huh…reminds me of a cliffhanger…does it you? Hehehehe…
A/N: Okay, I know this probably isn't what happens with the horses and all, but it's my story and I can screw it up as much as I want to…at least I'm staying with the main plot and I don't have a "Gimli-n-Drag!" ^_^…actually, that would be verrryyyy interesting…hehehe…Watch for a new story comin' up…
Time: Riding Once Again
"We need to leave…I must return Shadowfax and it seems you three have horses to return as well!" Gandalf said, standing. Aragorn and Legolas stood, strapping their weapons on. Gimli snatched his axe, but Rachel didn't move.
"What is it, my dear?" the wizard asked. She barely made a sound and just stared at the ground. She was out of it…that's all. Thinking of nothing in particular. Pencils…television…her piano and marimba…things she didn't have with her.
"Nothin'…just thinkin' of home," she said, yawning. Standing finally, she followed the others through their earlier path and, to her surprise, Mordil stood there with the other horses and his father, Shadowfax. The elder was so magnificent and it was apparent of the two beasts' relation.
"Wow…" Rachel said. She approached the horses quietly…the others stood back for a second. Gandalf leaned in towards Aragorn…
"Why do we stop?"
"Let Rachel have a moment…She loves horses…" Aragorn said, smiling. He shook his head and laughed, thinking of how loose and childish Rachel had become. She wasn't a machine anymore.
"Shadowfax…I've heard a lot about you," Rachel whispered to the horse. He walked forward and nudged her, just like Mordil had. He whinnied and nodded in approval. Mordil took his father's place and knelt, letting Rachel mount without hassle.
"Thank you, Mordil."
"Come, let us ride!" Gandalf shouted. He strode forward gallantly and all four men settled on their beasts' backs. Within moments they were galloping across the plains of Rohan. The wind rushed by Rachel's hair, making it a tangled mess. She didn't care. The elf was riding abreast to the wizard…the others were trailing behind. The father and son were meant to lead.
"Let's see what Shadowfax's son can handle, shall we?!" Gandalf yelled to Rachel over the roaring of the air past their ears. She nodded and they rushed forward, leaving Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli in their dust. Mordil leaped ahead of his father and they made a wide circle and came behind the others. Aragorn looked back and laughed.
"One for games, are we, Rachel?!" he shouted. She shook her head.
"Only competition!"
A/N: Unexpected ending…really short…huh…reminds me of a cliffhanger…does it you? Hehehehe…