Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans.
Brrrrrriiiiiinnnnnngggg! Brrrrrriiiiiinnnnngggggg! (My sad attempt at a phone ringing)
"Hello?" Raven asked into the receiver.
"Hello, this is the ASPCA. We got a call from a woman saying she saw an emaciated-looking horse grazing in a feild near her house. Since we are nowhere near this place, and there is no chance of us catching that horse, we want to ask you for help. Will you try to help this animal?"
"I don't know. Where did the woman live?"
"34 Woodland Drive, Jump City."
Fifteen minutes later, the Titans all were staring at a sad sight. The horse was emaciated, you could see all of it's ribs. It's mane and tail were matted and covered in burrs. A faded red halter, with the word AINE in black permanent marker, hung loosely on the animal's head. The horse's once-beautiful dapple-gray coat was slimed with so much mud you couldn't tell that it had once beengray. "How do we catch it?"
In answer to Beast Boy's question, Raven made a rope out of black energy and attached it to the horse's halter. Speaking softly, she convinced the creature that she would not hurt it. Once the horse had gotten to where the group stood, they knew that they could have caught it without any powers, it was so weak.
"Where do we put it?" Cyborg asked.
"Her." Raven corrected.
"What?"
"The horse is a she. Aine is a girl's name"
"Oh."
"Still, where do we put her?"
"Oh! Let us keep her! She is wonderful!" Starfire exclaimed, stroking the mare lovingly.
"We don't have any place for her." Robin stated.
"Sure we do! We have an entire island! It wouldn't be that hard to build a stable"
"I don't know..."
Of course, Starfire, Cyborg and Beast Boy got their way. Raven stayed out of it. Robin was against it. The next day, everyone set to work building a paddock and stable for the mare. Starfire brushed her, and Raven combed the burrs out of her yellow-white mane and tail. Cyborg and Robin were building a feed room, tack room and one stall for Aine. Beast Boy put up the fence. "Do you think a person could ride her?" Starfire asked.
Raven shook her head. "No. See how thin she is? She would die as soon as you put your foot in the stirrup."
"The stirrup?"
"A part of the saddle that your feet go in. I have an old saddle up in my room. Let me get it." She ran up the steps to her room, looking for her horse's, well, it would be Aine's now, saddle. She found it in a trunk of Tai's, her horse, riding equipment. She pulled it out. She also pulled out an exquisite show jumping bridle. A memory washed over her
"Okay Tai. Ready for the championship?" Raven asked her four-year-old bay thouroghbred. He was the best horse, everyone was sure he and Raven would win. Soon, it was their turn to compete. The jumps were large, and some three in a row, but Tai was a large horse. He cleared them beautifully.
But they were coming up at the last jump at an odd angle. It would be impossible to clear this without injury. She could have just not jumped, but she did anyway. Tai crashed into the post, and Raven fell off. He died almost instantly.
Raven shook her head, trying to rid herself of the memory. "That was the past. Another horse needs your help now." She draped the saddle over her arm and grabbed a blanket, too. All of Tai's tack would be Aine's, she decided.