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"Pumpkin," I whispered, leaning my head close to her large horse ear, "Run. Run, Pumpkin, Run." Pumpkin looked at me and I frowned. She knew that command. She should leave, I knew she should leave. Heck, even she knew she should leave. Her eyes were wide and her ears flicked back and forth, a useless attempt to locate the sounds of the nearing soldiers. Both she and I lay on the ground, completely still except for her still twitching ears. I lifted my hand slowly, placing it in between her ears and look her in the eye. "Shh, Pumpkin. It's okay. Run." I try to sooth her and command her to leave at the same time. Although it was only a couple enemy soldiers, I was outnumbered. I was unarmed, alone except for my horse, and in enemy territory, probably being surrounded at this very second. If Pumpkin was going to make it out alive, she needed to go now. Out of the two of us, she was obviously faster, so she would have a better chance of getting away. She was also a bigger target, but she was better rested and less dehydrated that I. It would be better if at least she could survive instead of both of us dying. Obviously. That was obvious, right? Pumpkin didn't think so. ~ THIS BOOK IS DISCONTINUED! I AM RE-WRITING IT AND AM HOPEFULLY GOING TO FINISH IT ELSEWHERE. THE RE-WRITE WILL NOT BE POSTED AT ALL UNTIL LATER.
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