My story

[trayi52]

Jordan this is a very good story, your imagination is just wonderful.

I have been lurking and reading, lurking and reading. You have a lot of talent. Do you enjoy writing?

Well keep it going.......

[wolfsoul]

Thanks! Yes, I enjoy writing. I've been writing since I was six years old. I have many books that I've written growing up.

I have no more story to post lol. I'll have to get writing.

[G.P.girl]

Yeah! get writing!

[wolfsoul]

Sorry for the long wait...Writer's block lol. It takes me a while to get started up again. I don't think anyone cares. Meh.

Tymber cleaned Seabring's hooves.
You're thinking of him. Seabring accused.
"Who?" Tymber asked innocently.
Your mate. The black horse replied.
Tymber blushed. He's not my mate. she mindspoke.
Staar says he would like to be your mate. Seabring countered.
Well... Tymber replied, turning even more red.
It had been a few hours since Daire had spoken with Staar. When Daire had exited the stable, Tymber pretended that she was just walking in, but he hadn't even seen her. She looked out the stall window now. He was outside the house, absently playing with his harp. He looked up into the blue sky and squinted. It was like he was in his own little world.
He would make a fine mate. He is a strong leader. The other horses obey him. Seabring said.
They do. Tymber smiled proudly.
But you, Seabring said, are not a horse. You are a free spirit. The leader, your mate, likes things he can control. He will not control you.
Tymber thought. I suppose not. But if he's going to love me, he's going to love everything about me, and if he can't control me, then he'll just have to be content. We can compromise.
Seabring thought about what she said for a moment. I don't believe that mates should be basing themselves on compromise, but on compatibility. That's how the best foals are made.
Well, like you said, I'm not a horse. I won't be having foals. She giggled.
Seabring shook his head and whickered in exasperation. His black mane flicked the air and drew Daire's attention for a second, but he quickly looked away from the window and went back to fiddling with his harp.
Tymber felt his essence and Daire tensed. He looked around and shook his head. He had felt her! She pushed herself back into his mind and into his blackness. She looked into the depths and saw a blue light. Reaching, she touched it and quickly pulled away. There was a warm coolness to it that made her mind buzz. She tried to surge herself into it, but something told her that she had been there before. This was familiar. She pulled away from his mind and looked into her own. A violet light mimicked that of Daire's. She touched it and it felt the same. This light is her magic. Than -- Daire has magic?

[Aspen and Misty]

I HAVE BEEN WAITING SO LONG FOR THIS! Honestly I think about your story alot. I want to read more, more and mroe of it! It's so wonderful!!!!

Keep writing!

Ashley

[wolfsoul]

Yay! Thanks! I feel like nobody ever reads my story lol. Everybody elses' gets so many more replies and good ratings...I think we have a small select fantasy group here!

[G.P.girl]

I READ IT!!!!!i love your story!!!

[wolfsoul]

Yay! Two fans! *cries* I feel so special! lol.

[G.P.girl]

you have more fans than that!!!!!

[wolfsoul]

I do?!?!

[G.P.girl]

yep!!! you just don't realize it

[wolfsoul]

She pulled herself away and looked out the window at him. He looked around him in confusion.
What do you do? A voice behind Tymber asked.
She jumped. She hadn't noticed Staar's presence.
I think...She mindspoke. I think that Daire has powers, like me. But it's not possible. He is not from my tribe.
Maybe there is magic outside your old pack. Staar answered.
Tymber nodded. "I don't understand." she said aloud. "The magic was not brilliant. It was unused. He must not know of it."
Tell him of it. Staar said.
''Tell him that I searched his mind? He'll think I'm a witch!" Tymber exclaimed.
She glanced out the window quickly to make sure Daire hadn't heard. He sat there, idly slinking the harp strings through his fingers.
Seabring looked back at her over his shoulder. It may be of use one day. He need not know you were in his mind. he said.
Tymber stared at Daire sitting there. He looked up and their eyes met. He smiled at her and got up, placing his harp on the ground. Tymber grabbed a curry brush and started smoothing down Seabring's dust-ridden fur. She looked up when Daire rounded the corner and was in sight.
"Daire, hello." Tymber said quickly.
"Tymber." he nodded. "We'll be leaving first thing in the morning."
"To Greykeep?"
"Where else?" Daire seemed nervous. Tymber felt that it was only because he was in her presence. They hadn't spoken about what happened in the forest, and Tymber wondered if they should.
"I see." Tymber nodded.
Daire rubbed the back of his head. "Make sure that you are well rested, as well as your horse and your dog."
"Wolf." Tymber answered.
Daire looked at her. "Wolf." he said in a low voice.
"Daire I--I..." Tymber stammered.
"You don't have to explain everything if you don't want to." Daire said.
"Yes...I must." Tymber told him.
She looked down at Staar, and his eyes pushed at her reluctance.