You will trust, eh? I have said words to him. He accepts. Lie forward along his neck and whisper your heart into his ear. Run your hands over him. Tighten your legs around him."
Heart in her throat, Loretta did as he told her. She whispered, "Please, horse, don't get mad and kill me." The stallion nickered and sniffed her bare foot, the whites of his eyes rolling. Hunter chuckled. "He smells your fear and asks if there is danger, eh? He should run like the wind? He should stand? He is sure enough nuhr-vus, like the little blue-eyes is nuhr-vus when she thinks I will eat her and pick my teeth with her bones. You will say to him as I say to you--it is well."
Loretta jerked her foot back, afraid the horse might bite. "He m-may not understand. He's a Comanche horse, isn't he?"
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, it is well. Whisper your heart. The words are in your touch. Be easy and make him easy.
Heart in her throat, Loretta did as he told her. She whispered, "Please, horse, don't get mad and kill me." The stallion nickered and sniffed her bare foot, the whites of his eyes rolling. Hunter chuckled. "He smells your fear and asks if there is danger, eh? He should run like the wind? He should stand? He is sure enough nuhr-vus, like the little blue-eyes is nuhr-vus when she thinks I will eat her and pick my teeth with her bones. You will say to him as I say to you--it is well."
Loretta jerked her foot back, afraid the horse might bite. "He m-may not understand. He's a Comanche horse, isn't he?"
"
, it is well. Whisper your heart. The words are in your touch. Be easy and make him easy.
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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