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It had been almost a good, long week since she had left. During the duration of the trip it had snowed twice, and there was already a dangerously thick blanket on the ground. Before she left, Ever had packed up a small amount of useful things and said a temporary good-bye to the few helping at the stable and of course, Ezra. She had kissed him long enough to still feel his lips against hers on the fourth day out.
Ever had spent days tracking a wild horse heard in the Northern base of Halcyon Mountain. She could have stuck to the hills closer to home, but the thick rock and shrub was where the thicker horse breeds flourished, and she wasn’t just out there for fun. The silver girl was out there on request from a friend she had met only recently. Valinta had been passionately into horses and her and Ever bonded quickly upon that shared interest. Without a second thought, the youth set out to get her new acquaintance a companion.
Saphraine was wickedly spirited the whole trip for he could sense their coming to his homeland. Ever didn’t restrain his excitement, only until they finally entered stallion territory. She followed several herds for 4 days until approaching a rare group of large freckled Appaloosas. This was what Valinta wanted. Another half day was carefully thrown away observing the best of the patch. Of course, the stallion.
Having a natural horse sense, Ever had caught the Appaloosa as easily as she had tamed Saphraine, if you would call destiny being tamed. The trip back went slowly, and Ever feverishly wondered if her family back home were worried at her disappearance. This wasn’t the first time she had left for a great amount of time.
Soon familiar grounds eased underfoot which sent the 3 charging for the edge of Cercatori. They approached cautiously, never forgetting her accidental encounter with the Leader. She was late, Ever knew, but the herds were drawn closer to the mountain instead of the sea. As much as both the golden steed and girl wished to turn towards their own pack, they couldn’t contain the excitement of setting the Appaloosa in the rightful hands.
Ever secretly hoped Valinta and the stallion would make a bond. She pated his deep freckled withers from atop Saphraine and stared into the open plains of their neighboring pack. Hearing the virgin stallion sigh strongly, Ever smiled. She pulled her second favorite riding dress closer to her body as a bare wind raked across the exposed land. There were no trees or hills to block the worst of it like in Miracles.
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