An ambulance sped around the corner and stopped, Eyrss had gone pale, and her skin was icy to touch. Two people stepped out of the ambulance and walked to her side, a young woman, no older than 25 lifted Eyrss' hand and felt for a heartbeat.
"We havent got long" she mumbled under her breath as she quickly rushed over to the ambulance.
Time flew by as Eyrss' grandmother stood by Aspen, patting him gently. The ambulance doors shut and the engine roared to life. It then began speeding down the road, Aspen pricked his ears up, then gave chase.
He galloped behind the ambulance, doing the best he could to keep up, but eventually stopped as it reached the end of the road. All he could do was watch the vehicle disapear into the distnace.
Eryss woke to a bright light shinning in her eyes, she reached out to push it away and to her surprise felt a hand.
"Shes improved a fair bit, she may go home this afternoon" said an unfamiliar voice. Eyrss' eyes focused on her grandmother sitting beside the bed, and a older man, who she assumed was a doctor. She felt her arm were the two bumps were, now they were just small scabs, the swelling had gone down.
Eyrss remained in hospital for a few hours, before departing for the day, though she would have to return for a checkup the following day. Eyrss and her grandma walked down a seemingly empty street, her grandmother talked to her with much concern in her voie,but Eyrss was not listening, she suddenly darted across the street. Eyrss stopped infront of a store, a tack store, and in the window was a beautiful leather halter. It had golden studs in it, and it was padded. Eyrss knew she had to have it.
"You are not buying a $30 halter" her grandma said, then grabbed Eyrss by the arm and dragged her to the car. Eyrss sat in the car and stared out the window at the shimmering leather halter, she had to have it, it was perfect for Aspen.
If I am not riding I'm thinking about horses, and if I am not thinking about horses I'm riding