Written by: Fawkes
For: Katie
I'm rather partial to Aragorn and Legolas friendship centered fics (pre-FotR?), or ones with Elladan and Elrohir. Eowyn fics are also good. Maybe something with Boromir and Faramir pre-FotR? Doesn't really matter if it's humor or angsty. I don't really do slash though.
A First Ride
A young girl with long, blonde hair sat on the steps of the Golden Hall, rocking slowly back and forth, waiting…
This girl's name was Eowyn. And today her brother, Eomer, promised to teach her how to ride a horse, and she was very excited. So excited, in fact, that she had barely slept the night before and had been waiting on the steps for two hours with the icy wind blowing at her face.
She found Eomer though, coming slowly up the steps of the Golden Hall, trying to look dignified. Unfortunately for him, his moment was ruined as Eowyn came bounding down the steps, jumping to hug and kiss him, and he fell over.
"Eowyn, please get up," Eomer mumbled as Eowyn jumped up, a big grin plastered on her face that had refused to leave her since she woke up early that morning. "Alright," he brushed himself off a bit; his pride hurt more then his body; crossed his arms and examined his sister. "Are you ready?"
Eowyn nodded eagerly. "I did everything you told me to! And I've been going over what you told me to myself."
"That's wonderful," he said with a smile. "Would you like to come down to the stables now, pretty miss?" Eowyn squealed and ran the rest of the way, Eomer running after trying to catch up.
When Eomer finally got there, Eowyn was already petting one horse and smiling. "I want this one!" Eomer took one look at the horse, and immediately tried to steer Eowyn to another one. Unfortunately, she couldn't be persuaded.
"I want that one!" she said stubbornly. "What's wrong with it?"
"Er…" Eomer looked at the horse again. "It looks…a little restless." Then he sighed. "But, if you really want to, we'll use that one."
Eowyn grinned and ran over to the horse, petting it again. "What's its name?"
"Um…I think its Windfola."
"Pretty name."
Eomer sighed again; at eight years old, his sister was sometimes near impossible to talk to, nevertheless persuade. "Alright, first we have to get the saddle I showed you yesterday. You remember that?"
"Oh, yes!" Eowyn ran over to where there were some spare saddles and grabbed one from the top, nearly falling over from the weight as she carried it over to where Windfola was standing impatiently.
"Alright, let me put the saddle on Windfola this time, alright?"
"But…I want to!"
"You're too little, Eowyn. Now please give me the saddle." Eowyn reluctantly handed it over to Eomer as he then strapped on the saddle and hoisted her on top. She looked even more excited then before now that she was actually on the horse.
"Alright," Eomer held on to the reins so that Eowyn wouldn't take off earlier then he wished her to, "first, remember to hold the reins very tightly and not to let go." Eowyn nodded. "Secondly, do not go to fast and only listen to what I say." Eowyn nodded again, getting more and more impatient every second they stood there. "Now, go to the end of the stable at a trot. You remember what I told you yesterday about controlling the horse's speed?" Eowyn nodded again and, slowly, let Windfola take her to the edge of the stable, smiling the entire way.
"Alright, that was good." Eomer gave his sister a grin, which she returned very brighty. "Okay, now go outside; yes that's good. Alright," he climbed onto the horse behind Eowyn so that he'd feel a little better, "now, take us to that pole over there, you see it?" Eowyn again nodded and set off, a little faster then she had before.
Eomer noted that she was doing very well for her first time and he told her that she'd be just as good as he was in no time. She only did what he told her, never went to fast, and never lost control.
"You're doing very well little miss, but, lets see how you handle it by yourself." He got off and jumped onto the ground, looking up at his sister, her eyes shining with excitement. "Now, all I want you to do it ride in circles for a little bit, but not too fast. Are you ready? Go." Eowyn did just as she was told. Eomer noted that she seemed to look like she was getting sore, but she wouldn't say anything.
It was a few minutes later that Eomer noticed something; Eowyn's foot was out of place on the right side. "Wait, Eowyn, come here for a moment!" Eowyn tried to turn around, but, in the process, he heel dug into Windfola's side and she took off.
"Eowyn! Pull on the reins! You have to stop her!" Unfortunately, Eowyn couldn't hear him, and she was having a hard trouble staying on. Eventually, she fell off not more then ten feet away from Eomer. He ran to her as quick as he could.
"Eowyn! Are you alright? Is anything broken are you hurt badly?" For a second, she didn't move, then, slowly, she got up and looked at Eomer, a large grin on her face.
"When can I go again?"