Amanda immediately lost interest in the missing bird when she saw the body of the magical horse lying on the ground. "Now that's value," she said, walking over to it. She crouched down by the side of the river, looking over the poor lost creature. At first she assumed a predator must have killed it, but a closer look at the wound showed what appeared to be a cut from a sword of knife.
"That's odd..." She wondered who or what could have killed the beast. A hunter wouldn't have been likely to leave the body behind. The body of a Ceffyl Dwr was too valuable. So why would someone kill the creature, if not for the hunt?
"No sense letting it go to waste," she said, reaching into her backpack for another small wooden box. She held her hand up over the horse's hoof, channeling her telekinetic power into a sharp thrust. She moved the kinetic force back and forth, sawing at the beast's flesh like the blade of a knife, until the hoof was cut free. She floated the hoof into the wooden box, then got to work on the second leg.
While she worked, she spared the stranger a sidelong glance. "I didn't see anything before we stumbled across this poor thing." She glanced at the clean-cut wound again, then over at the stranger's sword. "If whatever killed it shows up, do you know how to use that thing?"
"That's odd..." She wondered who or what could have killed the beast. A hunter wouldn't have been likely to leave the body behind. The body of a Ceffyl Dwr was too valuable. So why would someone kill the creature, if not for the hunt?
"No sense letting it go to waste," she said, reaching into her backpack for another small wooden box. She held her hand up over the horse's hoof, channeling her telekinetic power into a sharp thrust. She moved the kinetic force back and forth, sawing at the beast's flesh like the blade of a knife, until the hoof was cut free. She floated the hoof into the wooden box, then got to work on the second leg.
While she worked, she spared the stranger a sidelong glance. "I didn't see anything before we stumbled across this poor thing." She glanced at the clean-cut wound again, then over at the stranger's sword. "If whatever killed it shows up, do you know how to use that thing?"
