I was out riding late the other night, when all of a sudden Cloud just stopped and started to snort and paw the ground.. I reached for my bow not knowing exactly what his main malfunction was.. I urged him forward a little bit.. a shadow moved against the night skies.. and I called out.. A man answered..
He did not say much.. not his name.. really nothing except he was not hurt or lost.. Well he musta been lost to on our plains.. unless he belongs there.. I tried to get him to come back to the camp..maybe he was hungry.. but I could sense something about him very familar.. maybe it was the sound of his voice.. I think I knew that voice from somewhere.. but the only place I have ever been is our camp.. could he be one of us? Maybe something happened to him.. I did not venture very close.. I mean it could have been a trap.. but I left him food and water..
I will have to go back again and see if he is still lost on the plains.
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