LOL, fine I'll post a little bit more. But after that, you can't get anything else out of me! Lol. You must wait until I'm atleast done another chapter. Here's a bit of Chapter 3. This chapter isn't very long...Atleast not as long as Chapter 2 lmao.

Chapter 3

When Tymber got home, she was so full she felt like she would explode.
Martha wasn't as critical as she thought. She was actually a very sweet woman. She once helped train the horses until an accident left her leg paralyzed. Now she wasn't able to do the things she once did to help out around the farm. She walked with a crane that Potter made just for her. The two monsters didn't turn out to be monsters at all, but two very inquisitive little girls. They asked so much of Tymber that she barely had enough room to answer them. Sera and Peewee they were called. Peewee assured her that her real name was Pesima, but that her sister couldn't pronounce it right when she was younger. She called her "Peewee" and the name stuck. They were both very adorable, and even though Sera had dark hair and eyes and Peewee had light hair and eyes, they looked very much alike.
It turned out that while Tymber would be working there, all she really had to do was clean the stables and the horses. Potter said that she could assist Daire in training and exercising them and see how she was at it. She already knew that she'd have to get used to riding. When she stepped off her horse, her knees buckled and she'd have fallen if she wasn't hanging on to the saddle. Her legs hurt something terrible.
She untacked the horse and let him into the tiny corral. Soon she would want to name him.
His name is Seabring. Staar told her.
"How do you know?" Tymber asked.
I don't know. Staar bluntly replied.
"Alright." Tymber said. "Seabring it is." But she felt Staar's puzzlement afterwards. How had he known the horse's name?
It is late. Let's find my gift for Presta tomorrow. Staar yawned
"Yes, that'd be better." Tymber said as she poured some oats into a bucket for Seabring. Potter had been kind enough to give Tymber a whole bag of oats and even gave her permission to have more if she ran out. She patted Seabring's neck as he bent it down to eat from the bucket. "Do you think school will be fun?" Tymber asked.
What do you do in school? Staar asked.
"You learn things." Tymber answered. "The girls get to learn cooking and sewing, and the boys learn, horsemanship (but only if they show great skill since there aren't many horses), fighting, reading, and writing. And everyone learns how to communicate with their spirit bond and work with their powers properly."
It sounds better to be a male. Staar observed.
"I know." Tymber replied sadly. "They have so much more to learn. That's why they start so much earlier than girls. And I'm starting tomorrow; the day the boys do. I still don't understand why."
Maybe you learn with the males tomorrow. Staar suggested.
"That's absurd! Why would they put me in class with a bunch of childish boys?" Tymber asked.
Maybe, Staar said with humor in his voice, you are a boy.
"Staar!" Tymber said, laughing, "You are evil!"
Rowr! Staar pretended to snarl and leaped, nipping Tymber's arm. He ran in circles, panting.
"Why you crazy mutt, you!" Tymber laughed, chasing Staar through the camp. By now, everyone was in bed, and Tymber was laughing so hard that she could see that people were starting to light their lamps. Tymber keeled over and smothered her laughter.
Evil am I! Ha! Look at you, waking the people up! Who's evil now! Aha! Staar ran around in mock satisfaction.
"Alright, alright," Tymber whipsered laughing, "let's go to sleep now."
Where do we sleep this fine night? Staar asked.
"I don't want to go back into the tent." Tymber replied. "Let's go to our secret spot." she whispered.
Ah, the secret spot! Staar said. He ran into the woods and Tymber followed him at a much slower pace.
When Tymber got to the tree, Staar was already curled up inside the large hole in the ground. She climbed in and snuggled up beside him.
Tomorrow will be good. Staar said.
"Yes." Tymber replied. "Good."