"It is true," Peony said, stroking Surefoot's mane, "We from Gondor favor an infantry battallion over a cavarly. But we are proud of the horses we have."
Surefoot nudged Jean's hand, perhaps hoping he'd pett her. "As for the name Surefoot, it is pretty self explanatory. She always seems sure of where she is going. And why the name name Storm and is he a descandant of the mearas?"
__________________
"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
|