Note to all: I don't own Valdemar. All I Own are my original Characters. Read and enjoy
If you asked me what I've done in the past two months, I honestly couldn't tell you much, or go into detail- I was still in a kind of half-daze from when Fox died. Da was planning on leaving in four weeks, taking twenty horses with him: just about half of our two to five year olds we owed. Fancy Gal and Winger among them. He was also going to drop Black Witch off at her owner's place.
I did pick a kitten out of the litter mummy had told me about. Chava was the runt of her litter and seemed to say :It's too rough out here. Can you take me somewhere else?: She was also the only mud brown kitten with the golden-green eyes like Fox's.
"Cari, can you tell you father that dinner is ready?" Mum asked.
"Sure." I said as I put down the new outfit I was sewing. It was a light blue tunic that went down to the floor and split from my waist to the bottom of the tunic for mobility and some dark blue leggings to go under the tunic.
I pulled on my cape before I went outside. The trees were still laden with pure white snow from the last time it snowed, which was about a week ago, and the ground was a kind of mud-ice mixture.
Da was just finishing up one of Komako's last learning-lessons; Komako was my three-year-old black filly. This time next week, she'd be schooled enough where I could ride her, without any supervision, wherever and whenever I wanted.
"Hey, Da. How was she?"
"Pretty good. If she wasn't yours, she'd be one of my best horses I'd be selling- second only to Quick Trip."
"Wow. Supper's ready." I was totally surprised. Quick Trip was three, also. But learned at such a blinding speed that only time had held him back from learning how to jump correctly- something Da only taught to Zephyr's line. Zephyr was an incredible jumper and one of our twelve stallions. Da only taught his line (unless they were out of Deck the Halls) because the other horses never much liked it, had the talent, or the build to jump. Quick Trip was also out of Deck the Halls and by Sevrin. Sev was more of a runner than a jumper and Deck the Halls' foals were normally sickly and weak for the first three years of their lives- we normally kept them until the were healthy and strong for about six months to a year. And then only to sold to people who know how to care for their particular weakness. We only kept Deck the Halls because her foals were really good lady-mounts.
"Cari, would you like to go to Haven with Zi and I?" Da asked unexpectedly. "You were my first choice but your mother objected."
"Um, can I get back to you on that?" I asked as a flurry of emotions went through me, mainly excitement.
That night, I laid awake for about three candlemarks past my bedtime. Heyla. I want to go, but I don't want to leave Mum alone with the horses, or Chava behind. "Do you think I should go?" I asked Chava, who was curled up by my side, purring as if the world was going to end. She just looked at me with an expression that said :Do what you want. I'll watch over you with the help of some friends.: I just stared at her. "Did you say something?" I finally blurted out. Chava started to wash her face nonchalantly.