Cast away the clouds

Heath morte dre Soul · 08-17-2010, 09:50 AM

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sorry for taking so long! <33

Nothing made today any different then all the rest. He woke, left his home to listen to the bright chimes of bells, and made his way to the stables. There he set those that wished to be free from their stables out into the fields, to tend to the growing grass. While the children played the Marshal cleaned, hauled water and washed what needed to be and then balled out the roughly cut hay to each that needed it. There would be a point where they would run out, and he would have to take the blade out from the tool shed and cut what had grown from the near by farmlands. But such was tiring work and Heath did not enjoy such things in the heat.

Hauling water was far more important, and the coy-wolf did so again and again. It would be easier with a wagon and a horse to pull it, but he was full of nervous energy and would rather not spread it around the others. By the fifth trip he was growing tired, but also at ease with things that touched his mind with worry. He put the buckets down, checked the stall that held his patched painted stallion and after a halfhearted staring contest opened the gate and let the wild beast do as he pleased.

Of course his problem child felt the need to be stubborn, just as he had in the early morning. But as Heath walked away, knowing secretly that the white and black horse could not stand to be at his back, Soucis followed. When the canine reached beyond the stables he opened the paddock and let the young beast gallop his way to the rest. With a sigh he let his eyes make their way around the grounds only to fall upon a familiar pair. Without a question he stalked over to them, giving a wave of a greeting.

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