Short story of an adventure with Taylor (mustang) and Luke (Llama)
Luke and taylor
It was a beautiful day here in Popcorn Country (made up little town, me and my sis came up with). The sun was shining, the wind of course blew but after a while you get used to it living here in Wyoming all your life. Taylor and Luke watched over the land of Lavender. Water, meadows, hundreds of miles of grassy plains and wild flowers, they both sat on top of Gwen's mountain on the slick sheet of granite they laid.
Now Taylor was a rebel, he was the opposite of responsible and loved having fun, and after blowing off his ex-friend Ricky a gray Mustang who lived in the herd who roams in the surrounding area, his reputation was going down hill.
Luke was also a true to be rocker at heart and just like Taylor loved everything wild, both of them had a teetering rep in the herds. Luke didn't live with Taylor but like the day was on repeat they would meet in the exact place everyday.
“Why do we have to watch the herd?” Luke asked. “Hey I saw this neat little mud puddle down the road heading to ba sing sai” (A little bit bigger of a city bordering Popcorn country... AND if you are a fan of Avatar the last air-bender you’ll know where we got the name).
“Because,” Taylor explained, “I got a warning last night... one more slip up and I’m out of this herd.” He explained.
“Do you see anyone?” Luke looked around “Nope... not a single soul. Let's go have fun... come on.. they're not watching us.. what, are you afraid of actually being kicked out?” Luke stood up.
“Luke, really, I think we should stay and just watch the herd for a little bit longer, like I really have a bad feeling about this,” Taylor worried as he stood up slowly and shook his head.
“Did you say something mister responsible?” Luke laughed. “I actually thought I heard you caring about your herd.. but I guess not.. so come on.” Luke begged Taylor to go.
Taylor’s heart was in the right place but he was easily convinced and fallowed closely behind Luke the llama. “I wasn't being responsible, and I’m not afraid of being kicked out, but after the Ricky situation Cousin Grey, (Cousin Grey wasn't the herd leader but was the monarch and everyone adored him), is not happy with me. But who gives a care,let's go have fun!” Taylor trotted up the dusty road about a mile from Gwen’s mountain.
Luke pushed through the tall sagebrush with his strong neck and yipped and hollered in laughter, the two were having a gay-old time, not a care in the world. Taylor rolled down the steep hills of grass fresh dew from the morning frost collected on his white coat and Luke bucked around trampling the wild flowers recklessly. They were having so much they didn't realize Strify the herds in Taylor and Luke’s eyes bully was coming their way, the sun was glistening on his also white coat and you could see him a mile away, he was strong willed and very dominate cold-blooded he was.
Strify charged through the saplings and cantered on the trail, a dust cloud followed him and whipped through his tail ferociously. Taylor was too much of a roughen and continued to laugh and play, luckily Luke’s excellent eyesight spotted Strify in and out of shadows and immediately said,
“Taylor, I think we're in-trouble.” Luke said.So that’s it for now. Some of you might like it and some of you might not. I would love to hear your opinion in the comment, if I get over 2-3 comments down below I’ll post the next part. If you have questions, please feel free to ask them. Yes, I drew the picture of Taylor and Luke it was started 4/5/2019 and finished 4/6/2019, colored pencil on original white paper. Thank you!
"Shoot!" Taylor shouted and ducked his head. "If I get caught I'll sure to be kicked out," he hid behind sagebrush and kept his head low. Luke watched Strify's canter turn into a walk and we lowered his head to the ground checking out Taylor and Luke's footprints on the fine dirt.
"These are odd tracks," Strify said to himself and sniffed the dirt, his powerful nose told him everything. "Someone just came through here," he lifted his head placing his ears back tightly against his neck and stomped in ange. He knew right away that one of the tracks were Llama, it was a sure give away and easy to see that Luke's split toes and soft padded feet barely made a track but what was there was just enough to identify Luke. It was also pretty easy to not mistake the tracks since Luke was the only llama who hung around that territory.
"Luke!" Strify shouted with his accented German voice. He stood tall being the Hanoverian stallion he was. Luke stayed quite and low, "If you can hear me and want to see another day I would show yourself," he demanded.
Luke looked over to Taylor with his big eyes and long eyelashes and tipped his head waiting for Taylor to say -run and get out of Dodge--
"Luke, I'm only going to count to three.. and Taylor, you better follow behind him and make it easy on yourself," Strify said. "Now come on boys, I even think Tommy Joe and Poppi (two little shape shifter boys who live in the herd) listens better than you two, and their... well," Strify cleared his voice. "Anyways.... Hup, two three four, hup two," his voice echoed.
Taylor slowly lifted his head and stepped out from the sage brush. Luke did the same. Taylor didn't cower this time and instead he stood with his head held high. Strify's ears were back, his long white mane blew in the cool summer breeze. Strify pawed the ground and Taylor mocked his every move.
"Are you a hundred percent positive that's a good idea boy?" Strify snarled.
"Is it?..... Well, let's find out," Taylor reared up and went forward. Strify thought fast and turned his rear to Taylor, he was ready for any move that Taylor swung at him. Luke watched nervously and hummed in anxiety (llamas hum, in case you didn't know 😉)
"I'm not going to fight you boy... Instead I am contacting the proper authorities and having you kicked out... Did Buddy and Cody D (herd's leader, also brothers) not make them selves clear?" Strify asked Taylor and Luke.
Taylor breathed heavily and stomped. "I heard them clear as glass Strify... But why can't Buddy and Cody D supervise their own herd... Me and Luke have better things to do," he rolled his eyes absolutely annoyed.
"Really?" Strify said completely annoyed by Taylor and Luke's action. "Like what?... Oh, let's see... maybe vandalize the town.... Maybe that Green..." (Taylor's last name)...
Taylor coughed disgusted. "Are you kidding me... we done that last year and it didn't turn out very well, why in the world would you think we would do it again?" Taylor asked.
"Because you would," Strify smirked. "You two fall right back into your old ruts and do the same things over again.... believe me I was once childish too." Strify explained.
"You can't tell the future father," Taylor said sarcastically. "Why don't you punish me and make me go to my bedroom?"
He shook his head disagreeing. "That wouldn't be necessary," Strify sighed deeply. It wasn't easy to discourage Strify, I guess that's the reason why it was so hard arguing with him. It also wasn't easy to be Strify personally, he's had a bad past. And Gwen, the herd's villain once was Strify's mistress so the herd at one time had a hard time trusting him, and for the family it was very difficult to let him in their herd and let him be a part of their nation.
"Let's get back to the herd and see what the herd leaders think about you two." Strify took the first step and started to walk down the dusty trail back to the fields closer to the herd's territory.