A new responsibility

Jefferson Soul · 05-13-2010, 10:43 AM

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The innards of the barn had a musty smell to them, but with the opened doors the fresh wind rushed in. He had never been too keen with animals, but he enjoyed the horses' company. They were gentle with him, knowing well his face and features after the countless months he'd spent caring for them primarily single-handed. With a smirk as he stepped over the creaking floors, Jefferson recalled how skiddish they had been with him at first, his scars and handicaps intimidating even to those not quite smart enough to understand it all. He had worked hard to gain their trust, and now it seemed the horses preferred he over the rest of the pack. They bucked and whinnied in their stalls, eager for freedom and food, but each calmed like a switch the second his scarred hand touched their noses.

"Get their gear on and lead them out," he called, pulling the headdress over a horse in the back before opening his door and leading him by the reins. The barn housed far less than a dozen horses, and leading them into the pasture was quick and easy. The second they were alone in the barn, Jefferson breathed a sigh of relief and glanced his glowing eye over the empty stalls. "There are hale bales in the corner, there. Give a chunk to each of them, and their buckets need to be cleaned out and refilled with water. They'll get more oats when they're brought back in later tonight."

Straightening the sling at his shoulder, Jefferson turned his eye to the girl. "You know anything about grooming them? You could show Domonick that first. Annoying as hell to brush a moving horse with one hand. They prefer it out in the pasture, but they move around some."

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