Always At Your Side [hollister]

[H O L L I S T E R]

Name: Drover
Age: Under 20 Older Then 16
Contact: [e-mail] [no fwds please]

IN CHARACTER
Name: Hollister
Age: 149 yrs
Gender: Male
Alliance: Light
Breed: Mexican Wolf
Pack: [Would you care to fill this out as you wish, modify it to place me in a pack?]
Sample Post:

The nanny had Cashlynn for the last time, while he plowed his friends horses up across the Hyke to get them over to the auctions around the bend. The snow blared down on his face and it took him back to that time with his little brother Matt. These memories bounded out of his head just as fast as they had hit. He had to get this ride work done and go home. Every step was dangerous with four horses roped on your one horse. He knew none of these horses and how they acted so everything was on the line but he got paid good. It was his Christmas break from work, his dog was along side him for the trip. Of course he was smarter and more on the flat area that was covered by trees, where four horses couldn't be. They had to be snug against the ledge.

He figured they all were just as scared as he was. One wrong move from any of them and they would drag the rest of them down. His mind searched for a safer way to do this but he was always brought back to That's why I'm here, it's dangerous... otherwise Bud would have done it he reminded himself of his friend that was paying him to do this. Heart pounding and he rolled through the three foot snow. He couldn't see anything they were stepping on. This high in evolution and he was freezing, snow crashing in his eyes. This was by far the worst place he could be alone. The only worst place than this was waiting for help in the cold night for someone to get his brother help, holding his dying wife's hand and watched her slip away with nothing to do, and sitting in the hospital praying that his daughter would make it through this night... every night.

He looked down the steep edge and then back to the trail, it just seemed to get thinner and thinner. Soon enough all the horses were pressing against each other to stay on. He was scared, that was for sure. A man honestly admitting he was scared of something he could avoid. He pulled his collar up a little more to warm up his neck and back. Life just wasn't the same without death on the line. He wasn't sure if anyone realized that but he sure did.

Then it happened in a blink of an eye. The far horse, near the edge slipped and he, being a horse rider. Stuck to the horse like it was darting to the side. He should have jumped. He'd have his life but he had no time to think. Letting out a yell as he went over the edge and rolled down the hill, feeling hooves against his face, bodies on his back and everything a horse could impact you with. He was in pain once he got to a small ledge. The horses stood up, none seeming to be hurt or having anywhere to go. Willie was sure out of it, for how long he wasn't sure but he remembered waking up to the sound of his dog, Pete echoing the Hyke. An avalanche could certainly hit if he kept it up. Since it was just getting cold, there was slimmer chances of an avalanche coming. That happened more in spring, when the snow melted.

He started to stand up, his body torn to pieces. He saw the blood in the snow. It looked like he should be dead from all the blood and the fall he had taken. Looking up to see where he had come from, he shook his head. He was amazed he was still alive. Scratching the back of his head he looked back up to see Pete, the size of a nickel up there as far away as he was. Pete, help! he shouted.

The dog took those words in a command and found himself running back the way he had come. That could certainly take hours if he kept at a fast pace. Willie wasn't sure how long he had to go. He sighed and fell back in the snow, to his knees. Looking up, the horses all walking over to him and surrounding him as if they knew they could keep him warm as well as each other. Rising being in the center of unknown horses was very dangerous. He needed their heat though. One more wrong move they could take the rest of the fall down the rocks and surely die and never see light again. Dark was just a few hours away. Who ever did find him would have to get him out in the mist of the foggy, winter like night.

[Administrator]

You've been accepted both joining your character and into the light lands. Same goes for the other two characters :D
The light lands pack is called the metka pack which my female koelin sorta has taken over :]