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Moonsilver is Hurt by
Hunters
Heart made her way back through the
forest. Fear weighed her feet and chilled her skin.
When she saw Moonsilver standing beside
his mother, her spirits leaped upward.
But then she got close enough to see the
blood streaming down his hind leg.
The arrow lay half buried in the dirt on
the slope above Moonsilver. It had cut a long gash on his right leg,
just above the hock.
Moonsilver's wounded leg would not bear
his weight. He stumbled against his mother, then stood trembling.
Heart found her gathering sack where she
had dropped it.
She tore the soft cloth into wide strips.
Then she looked intently at Avamir. "Tell
him he has to let me do this," she pleaded, wishing the mare really
could understand her.
Avamir pawed the ground uneasily.
"I have to bind it," Heart said, trying
not to cry, trying not to stare at the blood staining the pine needles.
She talked to Moonsilver in a low,
murmuring voice.
Moonsilver looked at Heart. His eyes were
distant, glassy. She could tell he was in terrible pain.
She risked a single step forward. |
