Taylor saw the shadows coming, he was in back as usual, when the shadows came to the lead wolf they went into the wolf thru his mouth and the wolf was dead. As the wolf lay there the shadows came out from the dead wolf, thru its eyes. The shadows then stood stone still, waiting, waiting, and then a wolf lunged. The Pale horse caught a wolf in the head with a hind foot. That is when Taylor attacked and thunder struck him in the throat.
Then the shadows galloped to the creek, the wolves howled and followed down into the brush they went. When Earl got to the brush he dismounted, the horse moved back into the open. Earl moved upon the water, a wolf made a run at his horse and fell dead at the horse’s feet. The horse never moved, then two wolves attacked his horse and there were two claps of thunder and three wolves lay at the feet of the Pale horse.
The three wolves that were left decided they wanted no part of what was going on and made a break for it. Leaving in the direction that they had seen Nancy take.
Earl ran to his horse, loading his rifle as he went, he jerked the saddle and whistled. The horse headed in the direction of the wolves, Earl ran to the east side of Dunoir, he needed to be able to see.
The Pale horse swept passed one wolf, then two wolves. When he had come abreast of the lead wolf he reached down and at a full gallop bit the wolf’s ear. They both went down in a cloud of dust. This turned the other two wolves.
Earl saw the dust and got ready, the last two wolves pulled out of Dunoir up the east side right into Earl’s sites. When thunder dropped the lead wolf, the last wolf swapped ends and headed back to the creek. The Pale horse was coming hard, Earl shot but hit high, the wolf swapped ends again and ran head on into the horse.
As the shadow emerged from the eyes of the last wolf; Earl walked to his saddle and waited. When his horse got there he saddled up took a look around and headed back to the blizzard in Wild Cat. Hell won’t stay frozen over forever.
Horses, Angels, and Common Sense
Doug rode silently back to town he knew that he didn’t know what it was that he had seen but was thankful he had gotten to see what ever it was.
“Horses, Angels, and Common Sense” Doug chuckled to himself.
Doug could see people gathered in the highway ahead, looked like a bike accident. As he rode up there was a man hurt and it looked like some one was dead under a blanket. The ambulance was already there.
Doug got off and made his way to a woman who seemed to have been riding one of the bikes.
“What happened,” asked Doug?
“We hit that poor little deer, I told my husband to slow down but he wanted to get to Dubois. I think he broke his collar bone. Our whole vacation is ruined.”
Doug went over and looked under the blanket; sure enough it was the fawn the wolves had been after. He looked around for the magpie; there he was sitting on a post.
Doug went back to the lady,” I’ll take care of the fawn for you.”
“Would you? Thank you so much.”
He gathered up the dead fawn and laid him across his saddle, climbed on his horse and went on his way, fawn across his lap.
“You know Chili things don’t always turn out the way we’d like them to or is it more of a case of we don’t do everything we can to change what we don’t like? This little deer never hurt anything and yet here he is dead and he shouldn’t be. We killed all the death that was chasing him.” Doug saw the magpie that was following at a safe distance but not giving up. He then felt the Bible in his pocket.
Doug left the highway and went back to the river, he found a quiet place among the willows and there he put the fawn. On top of the fawn he placed Earls small Bible and it began to snow.
Many of the characters in my story are based on real people and real animals. Their own character flaws and strengths are what made them perfect to be Wolves, Cowboys, skunks etc.
Bamby once a poster child for the Environmental Movement was thrown to the Wolves by the very people who brought her to prominence. Earl Durand on the other hand ended up loosing his life because he killed Elk. This is exactly what the Wolves are doing today, forty thousand Elk killed so far and Earl shot 2.
Earl Durand is a martyr as is Bamby and Liberals created them both.