Tarannon froze as Durvagor's words reached him. He turned sharply, not wanting to believe it. However, he seemed to have no choice. The horses were gone.
He rushed over to the spot where they had been tethered, saw the frayed ropes and snapped pickets. He avoided stepping on the earth; surely Islist would want to track them, as he was much more experienced in that area. Tarannon shook his head, taking back that last thought. The horses would be long gone by now. Lost in the woods they would become easy prey for any wandering beasts. He glanced back at the other rangers, then turned his gaze to their leader. Elleraden seemed to read his mind as he asked "What do we do now, sir?"
[ June 16, 2003: Message edited by: Arestevana ]
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