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Tamryn heads back to the tents and sees the boys and Cheyenne sitting beside a fire as it was getting dark. She sits between Cheyenne and Trent.
"So, Trent, Cheyenne tells me you are getting better with your bow and arrows."
"Yeah. I've been able to shoot a lot a quicker since learning how to aim a lot faster."
"That's great."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
They sit in silence for a while.
"Can any of you maybe help me find a horse tomorrow?"
"I can," Trent says.
"Thanks, Trent."
"You're welcome."
"Tomorrow, right after sunrise fine?"
"Yeah."
They soon go their separate ways into their own tents. Trent sits on his bed as Samuel and Alan lay on theirs.
"So, what's going on between you and Tamryn?" asks Alan.
Trent looks at them, "Nothing is going on between us."
"But you like her," Samuel says.
"I do not, we are just friends. Besides she'd never be interested in someone like me despite how nice and pretty she is."
"Aha! You've just admitted you have feelings for her!" Samuel exclaims. "I'm sure you two will get more bonding time tomorrow over horses."
Trent's face goes red.
"Samuel, don't tease him," Alan says.
"Oh, he can take a joke. Besides what can you do about it?"
"We could always tease you when you meet a girl," Trent mutters.
"I propose we do exactly that," Alan says in agreement.
Samuel looks at the two boys, "Since when do you say 'propose'?"
"Since I have to act kingly don't I?"
"I think it's rather un-kingly to tease a fellow royal about said love life," Samuel says.
"But, you have just done the same to me," Trent points out.
"No, I haven't. We haven't been crowned royalty of Narnia yet. I'm still able to tease you about your love life," Samuel comments.
"That's a good point," Alan says.
"Whose side are you on?" Samuel and Trent snap.
"What?"
"You can't keep switching between me and Trent over his love life."
"Why are we still discussing my love life? I don't have a love life. I don't think I'll have a love life with Tamryn."
"You would if you just tell her how you feel," Samuel comments.
"I think we should get some sleep," Alan says. "Trent has to be up at dawn."
"Yes, we don't want Trent to sleep in and miss his bonding time with Tamryn," Samuel says.
Trent hits him with a pillow before going to sleep. Unfortunately, Samuel's prediction came true as he was the first to wake up the next morning. He yawns slightly noticing that the sun was shining brightly into the tent and looks around. He blinks seeing Trent still in bed.
(Have they left and come back already?) He thinks.
He looks more carefully and notices Trent's boots still sitting in the exact same spot as the night before and immediately knew they had not been moved an inch. He snorts holding back laughter.
(The boy bloody slept in!) He thinks, trying not to laugh out loud.
Samuel walks over and begins to shake him.
"Trent, wake up."
Trent eyes open and he sees Samuel's face right in front him.
"Do you mind backing away, Samuel?"
"You've missed your date with Tamryn."
"WHAT?"
Samuel falls backwards as Trent sits up too quickly trips and falls straight on top of him.
"Trent! Get off of me!"
"What are you two idiots doing?"
Both boys look up and see Alan sitting up in his cot staring at the two boys groggily.
"Trent is late for his date with Tamryn," Samuel says as he and Trent manage to sit up and Trent rushes for his boots. "And I'd say a good couple hours late from the soon."
Alan mutters something incoherent under his breath.
"It's not a date!" Trent shouts back as he rushes out the tent.
Trent runs for the hills where the horses are and sees Tamryn waiting near the area as he starts to reach her he trips over his feet and falls over. Tamryn rushes over to him and pulls him up.
"Trent, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. I mean, I'm so sorry; I'm late for our date. I slept in."
Tamryn's face goes red.
"D...Did you just say date?"
"Yeah, you know, like an appointment for which we supposed to meet. To look at horses."
(Man, am I glad Samuel is not here to hear this!) Trent thinks.
"Oh, of course. I don't mind that you slept in. I mean, I figured that's why you weren't out here at sunrise and I didn't want to wake any of you."
Trent nods.
"So, how do you know things about horses?"
"I ride horses back in Vancouver."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"That's amazing. I have never ridden a horse before and am currently very nervous."
"After a little practice you will do just fine."
"Okay."
Trent and Tamryn walk through the horses. Tamryn walks over to a black stallion.
"He's beautiful."
"Yeah, he looks pretty strong."
"Pardon, but I have a name. If you wish to talk about me then call me Straze."
Tamryn's eyes widen, "I'm so sorry."
(Something tells me I am to use my reins with Straze.) She thinks.
"It is alright, Daughter of Eve."
"Do you mind if I ride you?"
"I would be honored to have you ride me. What is your name?"
"Tamryn."
Tamryn nods and Trent helps her put the reins on then finds a saddle to put on Straze.
"How do I get on?" Tamryn asks.
Straze snorts in a sound that sounds like a chuckle. Trent helps her get on Straze.
"You'll have to practice a few times on your own."
"Okay."
Tamryn shakily tries to get down and lets go the reins and stumbles a little before righting herself. She practices a few times and manages to get herself on without much trouble. Trent walks over to a chestnut stallion with a saddle.
"Is it alright if I ride you?"
"Of course, Son of Adam."
"My name's Trent."
"Phian."
"It's an honor to meet you."
Trent gets the saddle on Phian along with the reins. He gets on and goes over to Tamryn. They spend close to an hour of her getting used to the reins and learning Straze's comfort zones along with different paces.
"Thanks for all your help, Trent. I never could have done this without you."
"You're welcome."
Tamryn rides a little bit ahead of Trent feeling a little more confident on Straze. Bushes rustle nearby and wolves come out quickly; Straze rears up in surprise causing Tamryn to scream and release the reins.
"Tamryn!" Trent yells, urging Phian toward them.
Tamryn waits for her head to hit the ground but feels fur beneath her instead of the ground.
"We did not mean to frighten you and your horse. Are you alright, Child?"
"I'm just fine thanks for asking," Straze says as Tamryn sits up quickly rotating on her knees to face the wolf.
"Rinion!" She squeals, throwing her arms around him.
The wolf shifts slightly uncomfortable as Trent smiles and lets out a sigh of relief.
(At least she isn't hurt.) He thinks.
"Child."
Tamryn quickly releases him.
"Sorry, Rinion. I'm just glad you are alright."
"I am glad to see you are well also, but we need to go report to Aslan. We shall speak later."
"Okay."
Tamryn, Trent, and the horses watch as the wolves head for the tents. Trent couldn't help but notice that Virk was not among the wolves that had returned. He felt a mix feeling of guilt and sadness in his heart.
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