Chapter 9
The two men rode down into the local forrest and past many trees that made Horace wonder how Halt could remember the way to the small cabin.
Suddenly, Halt got off Abelard and made a sign to Horace that he should do the same. Silently, the younger man complied.
You stay, I'll continue, Halt signed. For a second Horace disagreed but then he saw the logic in the idea. halt would be able to get a lot closer and if this ranger was a rouge, then they needed as much information as they could get.
A couple of seconds later Halt disappeared into the trees and Horace was left with two horses, and like always, a hungry stomach.
Two hours later he looked up as he heard footsteps. Hs face grew pale as he saw who it was...
Certainly not Halt.
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Gilan sighed as he started packing up his tent. It was a whole week earlier than when he normally would have been doing so.
For some odd reason he had known that he wouldn't see the whole gathering. He had also somehow known that it was all going to go down hill.
And he could safely say that he had been right.
I wonder if Halt needs any help, Gil thought as he look around to make sure that he hadn't left anything behind.
'Gil!' a voice called him over to the group of younger rangers, the ones that he and Will would spend the most time talking to at each gathering.
'Yeah?' he asked. And scratched Blaze on the nose. In response the horse leaning into his touch.
'From all of us,' one of the group said and held out a brown packet.
'What's in it?' Gil asked.
'Just something to let him know that if need be, we would stand by him.' Gil nodded and walked over to place it in his saddle bags.
'Tell him we said hi!' someone called out.
'I plan to,' replied Gil. Then he turned to Blaze. 'As soon as we are out of here, we'll do the Rangers forced march.'
Blaze snorted a reply. And If I don't want to?
'You can talk to Tug and have as many oats as you want so long as we get there,' Gil promised Blaze. His horse seemed to contemplate the offer for a little while before agreeing to it.
Suddenly, Halt got off Abelard and made a sign to Horace that he should do the same. Silently, the younger man complied.
You stay, I'll continue, Halt signed. For a second Horace disagreed but then he saw the logic in the idea. halt would be able to get a lot closer and if this ranger was a rouge, then they needed as much information as they could get.
A couple of seconds later Halt disappeared into the trees and Horace was left with two horses, and like always, a hungry stomach.
Two hours later he looked up as he heard footsteps. Hs face grew pale as he saw who it was...
Certainly not Halt.
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Gilan sighed as he started packing up his tent. It was a whole week earlier than when he normally would have been doing so.
For some odd reason he had known that he wouldn't see the whole gathering. He had also somehow known that it was all going to go down hill.
And he could safely say that he had been right.
I wonder if Halt needs any help, Gil thought as he look around to make sure that he hadn't left anything behind.
'Gil!' a voice called him over to the group of younger rangers, the ones that he and Will would spend the most time talking to at each gathering.
'Yeah?' he asked. And scratched Blaze on the nose. In response the horse leaning into his touch.
'From all of us,' one of the group said and held out a brown packet.
'What's in it?' Gil asked.
'Just something to let him know that if need be, we would stand by him.' Gil nodded and walked over to place it in his saddle bags.
'Tell him we said hi!' someone called out.
'I plan to,' replied Gil. Then he turned to Blaze. 'As soon as we are out of here, we'll do the Rangers forced march.'
Blaze snorted a reply. And If I don't want to?
'You can talk to Tug and have as many oats as you want so long as we get there,' Gil promised Blaze. His horse seemed to contemplate the offer for a little while before agreeing to it.