Come sister, he said, we must go! Now!
Tymber opened the corral gate and mounted Seabring. She rode out and stopped when she saw Garth. He stood in front of the trees.
"Tymber," he said, "how are you?"
"I'm in a hurry; I must go." Tymber said quickly. She heard shouting coming from the village.
"Why surely whatever happened can be forgiven." he looked over to the village and smiled.
Tymber wan't sure what he meant. "I have to go!" she said.
Seabring twisted and turned. Garth stood in front of the closest opening. He stared into Tymber's eyes. Tymber panted, her breath visible on the air that chilled her and made her face feel frozen.
"Tymber." Garth smiled at her. "Surely you have enough time for me."
"No." Tymber looked both ways, and finally yelled to Seabring, "Go, Seabring, go!"
He kicked off and ran for the trees. Garth jumped out of the way just as soon as Seabrings hooves touched the ground where he stood. Staar followed and then stilled and looked back. Garth stood, staring. His little fox jumped in front of him and sniffed the air ahead. A hand rounded the tree beside him and Neolyn appeared. She stared into Staar's eyes. Staar felt a chill within the deadness of her irises. He turned and ran.