Home On The Range

It was an oddly surreal feeling to be standin there talking to a horse and having it talk back instead of panic neighing and running away, but Corbie gave herself a mental shake and focused. She found she sympathizednwith his plight - horses were obviously not meant to be loners, and she rarely saw one alone. For that matter, she thought there might be something about the wild horse herds that was... off. Some spark of intellect or soul that was missing from those who were merely prey versus the prey animals she had actually seen interact with wolves. She wondered why thar was, why some elk had a real hlture and intellect and some were just beasts. Perhaps that was why this horse struggled to find someplace. "It is unusual, she agreed. "But if you are willing to join Avalom, I would welcome you here. We are a haven for all, after all. I must ask though, to be sure. We do keep livestock for food, among other purposes. You do not have... Moral objections to the practice? She wanted to be sure that the horse knew, so it did not come as a surprise when they butchered the excess lambs next season. What an awful thing that would be for a prey animal, to unexpectedly witness such a thing.