*Ryder*
The heat from the flames is suffocating as I pass by the stable, but my focus is entirely on the horses that have escaped. I am happy very few was inside this stable, and I managed to get all of them out.
Flint joins me and we rush to the small pastures where they have managed to gather the horses. The chaos of the fire crackles behind us, but here, outside in the open air, I can finally breathe, even if it’s still tinged with smoke and fear.
“Over here!” Flint calls, crouched beside a striking young black stallion, hopefully my future champion, that’s trembling, its coat glistening with sweat. The stallion has a small cut on its flank, and I can see the panic in its eyes. “He’s injured but seems okay otherwise. We need to get him calmed down though, so he doesn’t risk hurtin
