At Dawn, we left the camp with few people watching us go. The few people were mainly the commanders, I petted Tyra flank and avoided the gust of air that Stormpacer breathed my way. That horse was trying my patience and he is aware of it. It is like our own special game, just as I started to believe in the good of that horse when he helped me out on the first day at the camp.

“The horse is trying my patience.” I tell my husband who was watching me with his eyes lazy yet alert eyes.

“Hmm.” Was all he replied with and when I growled at his...