JUNO
Fabia ran with the wind , the two wolves matching his pace beautifully .
His saddle had been taken off at some point , so I rode with my arms around his strong neck , his mane flew about my face , shielding my view of the forest .
I had no idea which way we were running and only trusted the animals to guide me to the right place .
The wind was slapping my face and my eyes and bellowing in my ear drums , it reminded me of the description Mama had given of riding across the waters .
I had always wanted to travel the world with Mama and see all of the amazing things I had only seen in books .
Too bad she had left before I could finally afford to travel, leaving me with no one to travel with .
Fabia's speed soon began to reduce , I knew because the wind was no longer as loud as it
