CHAPTER 45
By mid-morning, Penrys was blearily awake again, and the herd was still keeping her company. Once again, the leopard-spotted mare cooperated to let her mount from the ground, and Penrys pushed the whole herd forward at a brisk walk.
Whenever her head nodded, she started talking to the horses again, telling them everything that came into her head. Sometimes she startled herself awake, hearing words from her mouth that made no sense to her, babbling silly little songs.
When she bobbed awake around mid-day, she thought her horse felt tired. “Leopard cat, kitty-cat, I’m sorry. I’ll find someone else to ride, one of your friends.”
She slipped off the mare and called a dun over, his back stripe prominent and echoed in the thinner stripes on his rear legs. She got the idea across t
