Post by Lady Edfeil on Mar 14, 2013 10:25:50 GMT -5
At first.. it had been naught but a sound that was different. After more than a decade in which she had spent most every evening within the hall, she knew the patterns of sound that came through, the usual as well as the more unexpected. Visitors, worries, and the daily traffic formed a background to her thoughts. She nae spent much attention to 't. And yet.. something had drawn her attention last eve. She was nae the only one. Goodman Sithicus had gone out to see what was amiss and when he had returned to the hall, his face had seemed carved in stone as he herded Jordis in.
It seemed his cousin had chosen to attempt to lure out the Frysian stallion she had been wanting and the untrained warhorse had reacted.. badly. She was nae hurt, but part of such was because Sith's horse Arawen who had actually broken through part of his own stall to intervene. A clash between the two horses would have most likely ended with either of them, or both having to be put down. Luckily, a stablehand, who would be most handsomely rewarded had managed to keep Arawen from the attack. And now it only remained to calm the horses down.
It seemed his cousin had chosen to attempt to lure out the Frysian stallion she had been wanting and the untrained warhorse had reacted.. badly. She was nae hurt, but part of such was because Sith's horse Arawen who had actually broken through part of his own stall to intervene. A clash between the two horses would have most likely ended with either of them, or both having to be put down. Luckily, a stablehand, who would be most handsomely rewarded had managed to keep Arawen from the attack. And now it only remained to calm the horses down.