The Journey of Bond and Trust

The mare sensed that Skye was drained from the gruesome fight. The mare gently galloped in the direction of a shelter. It seemed like there was no place to go from the torrential rain. Meanwhile, at home, Mom and Papa were getting increasingly worried and concerned about the whereabouts of Skye. Mom decided to take the risk herself and walked out in the torrential rain without any protective coat. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom’s vision was nearly blurred. To her relief, she saw a black shadow galloping in the horzion. Must be Skye, she thought. She carefully inched closer to the black shadow and whistled softly. The black shadow stopped and gently galloped in the direction of the whistle. She was horrified when she saw Skye, almost breathless and unconscious, leaning on the mare wearily. The mare stopped near her and Mom carefully lifted a drenched and weary Skye. She quickly returned home and opened the door wide. When she lifted her across the hallway, Chris and Papa were horrified to see the pitiful condition of Skye. Quickly, they helped her change and Mom wrapped her up in warm blankets and placed her on the mattress. For a moment she was unconscious. Slowly, she opened her eyes and blinked in confusion. “Mom…. where is my sidekick? Why am I here?” Mom couldn’t help but smile and explained her how she got carried to home. Skye was instantly filled with mixed feelings but her stomach started to churn, thinking about the mare. “But Mom…. what will happen to her?”, she whispered in a weary tone. Mom didn’t know how to explain. ”Sweetie, she will find a shelter and be safe.” But Skye wasn’t convinced. When she looked out of the window, she broke out into a smile of relief in the weariness as she saw the mare take shelter in an abandoned old shed. Mom was busy in the kitchen, preparing hot soup for Skye. The aroma of hot soup filled her nostirls and her mouth started to water. She hadn’t eaten anything since she had a gruesome fight. “Mom” she called softly. Mom came to her room and Skye explained how she had drained herself from the gruesome fight. Mom was immensely surprised and caressed her head gently. “Child, I am happy that you handled the situation bravely. But make sure to not take any type of risk.” Okay, Mom, understood..” She gulped the hot soup and quenched her hunger. She fell in a comfortable doze. Mom was relieved and smiled as she gently wrapped her up and dimmed the lights.

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The sun rose up in the sky, bright and lively. Just any typical day in a holiday break. Skye absolutely loved holiday breaks. It eased her worries, the hectic workload, and even that bully Jacob. She was up early and had a quick rinse as usual. Mom smiled as she was back in her lively high spirits. Today, she had the day to herself. She was finally going to to show the world. Clutching a bridle and a saddle to meet her companion for life, she ran with all her energy and to her joy, the mare galloped towards her, gave out a soft whinny and and blew warm air on her face. She absolutely loved it and laughed, stroking the shiny glorious coat of the mare. Years of practice made the task effortless. In moments, the bridle was secured and the saddle perfectly adjusted. With one smooth movement, Skye vaulted onto her horse’s back. Her heart pounded with excitement as the horse tossed its head, eager for the adventure ahead. She gripped the reins and whispered, “Ready for our first ride,girl?” The mare seemed to understand and gave her a soft whinny in response. With excitement pumping in her veins, she clicked her tongue and the mare gently moved forward. She patted the mare, encouraging to trot faster. Within moments, Skye was riding the wind in a harness. She was overjoyed as the mare trotted in the endless prairie. A gentle breeze billowed in her face. Then she heard laughter. Jacob stood by the trail with a few friends.”Look, boys, it’s the daydream girl… but on a freaking horse?!” Jacob shouted.The boys burst out laughing. “Since when did she become a cowgirl?” one of them snickered. “I didn’t even know she could ride,” another said, squinting at Skye. A third boy let out a low whistle. “You’ve got to admit, though, that horse is awesome.” Jacob rolled his eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re impressed.” “Maybe a little,” the boy admitted with a shrug. Skye tightened her grip on the reins and urged the mare forward, pretending she hadn’t heard a word.