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She felt some connection to this field, to everything in it, especially the horses. She was determined to direct a great deal of her attention to taking care of these animals without making them beasts of burden.
She missed riding. It was what she did. It was in her blood. Théodwyn made her way out toward the team, trying to be steady, not mkaing too much noise, she didn't want to startle them. She wore a rather large sun hat, made of straw that she'd gotten from one of the shops in town because the sun was quite hot that afternoon. As she got closer to the horses, her hands began to reach out before her, toward their bodies, but they all just backed away.
"Oh, well that worked." She said out loud to herself. She then felt a slight tug on her head from behind. It was the same mare she'd been watching from her room. A warm smile tugged itself across her face, taking her hat off and making a face at the large teeth marks in the rear. Setting it aside, she slowly reached her hand forward, surprised that the mare let her do so. She walked closer, and beside it, gently rubbing her back, remembering how a rider was to aqaint themselves with a new steed.
Théodwyn blinked.
The mare kneeled for her. "You knew what I wanted?" She said in an astonished sort of voice. As gently as possible, Théodwyn was let on, and it was all very comfortable. She began a lopsided conversation as she was guided along the edge of the field.
"You inspire me. You live with your herd, yet you're so independent. I was very much like you in my old life. Now I sit at home hoping for more of my kin to return, watching life pass by through my windows. There is also Lothíriel, she stops by, brings me things, keeps me company. I'm so boring, I feel bad. So I decided that I needed to change all of that." The mare huffed and gave a strong nod. Théodwyn laughed, "I'm glad you agree." She continued as the sun fell over the trees, and the evening set in.
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