Heart and Hooves: An Urban Fantasy
by AJ
Chapter 5
Well, shit. I knew going into this thing that I
might owe them for the rest of my quite long life, but I hadn't even considered
this kind of thing. Did I want to share everything about me with them? What if
they were disgusted and horrified, and refused the binding after seeing what I
was, what I had done? What if they didn't like me after seeing exactly who I
was?
Then I had another thought: 'I'm not the only one involved here, am I? This
involves the horse, too. Maybe I should be asking him what he wants.' And with
that thought, a deep sense of approval welled up from somewhere within me.
"I'm going to need a moment, guys. I got somebody else I need to talk to about
this. I won't be gone long."
Ralph looked a little startled by this announcement, but Sandy nodded
approvingly and smiled a little, like I had passed a little test. I nodded back
and then closed my eyes and leaned back in the chair. Relaxing my mind, I seemed
to hover inside my skull for a moment and then dove deep down inside, to where
the horse lived when we weren't living in his skin.
It's a dark place, full of pools of stagnant water and reeds, mist and fog
blowing all over the place, and totally silent. I always arrive on a narrow,
twisting little path right next to a big tree - a weeping willow that bends down
over a wide pool, with the lowest boughs sweeping their tips in the water. I
walked over to a big, gnarled root that stuck up above the muck and waited for
him. I could feel him, a ways off but moving closer, coming fast. I'd be able to
hear his hoofbeats any moment - there! Faintly, but getting stronger, I could
hear the triple beat of his galloping hooves. He was almost close enough to feel
his thoughts, not just his sense of presence...and now I could feel him
completely. I felt my heart speed up with the sheer sense of power and freedom
that he wore all the time, and just like I always did when I came down here, I
wondered why I didn't just live in that unrestrained wonder all the time, why I
kept trying to live as a two-legger in the the world of humans when I could be
this, this unbound force of nature. It was an old line of thinking, and I had
given up trying to make up a coherent answer.
I stood as he thundered up to me and reared high at the last moment, all
flashing hooves and flying mane. He could have crushed me in that moment, but he
never would and I knew it. We were brothers, and always would be.
As he returned to all fours and stood in front of me, I saw the wicked humor in
his eyes just before he set his nose against my chest and pushed hard, sending
me stumbling back to almost fall in the pond, but his head snapped forward at
the last moment and his teeth latched onto my shirt, holding me from falling but
not drawing me back to my balance, either. I laughed, grabbed his fetlock with
both hands and held on as he hauled me back to my feet. I stepped up to his side
as he waited patiently and vaulted up on his back, laying my head down on his
neck and wrapping both arms around him, his mane rough against my cheek. He
whickered at me, and then started off through the dark marsh, carrying me to the
center of himself.
We were there almost before we started, it seemed. It wasn't a remarkable place,
just a big, open spot beside a pool with a lot of lillies growing in it. I slid
down off his back, and he turned his head to look at me with those glowing
yellow eyes. He knew me, knew me in ways that no one else ever did, and still he
loved me. I could feel it flowing off of him and into me: not just love, but
honor at sharing a body with me, and pleasure in who I was becoming. It was an
ineffable thing, his sense of love and approval. He knew me, he loved me, and
woe to those who sought to harm me.
I thought to him all that Sandy had told me about clan bindings, and what it
would mean to us, and found that he already knew of clan kin, and approved of
such as a way to live. We were not meant to live alone, it seemed, and this was
the way our kind should live. He knew that I would be the one to carry much of
the burden of such a life, and he would leave the final decision to me, but he
was not afraid of such a thing. From deep inside me, he had done his own checks
on who these three were that proposed the idea, and it seemed to him they were
three whom we could live with in harmony if we tried. But again, the final
decision was mine, and he would live by it. I was humbled by his faith in me,
even as I was proud that he believed in me to such a degree. He did, however,
want to talk to the three for a moment, using my voice. We had done this before
on occasion; I was not included in the conversation except as a bystander, so it
always made me a little nervous, but I agreed.
At the next moment, I was gently moved to one side in my own head, and I watched
as my body suddenly straightened and then rose to its feet, facing the three of
them. My eyes had gone from their usual hazel green to shining pure yellow and
pupil-less. When he spoke, the horse's voice was deep and gravelly - nothing
like my own tenor.
"I am Dubhain," I/he said. "I am that which shares a body with Bryon, and I know
you. I have watched and heard all that has happened. You seem honorable and
fair, yet such seeming may hide great wickedness."
Sandy rose to his feet a moment later, and bowed deeply to me/him. "Hail,
Dubhain. It is an honor to meet you, at last. There is no seeming here - we are
what we are. I would extend the offer of clan kin to you as well as Bryon, and I
hope that you will be a part of the opening that I propose we perform. I would
have you know me, and all of us, that you may decide on a course of action that
will support your honor."
I/he stared at Sandy for a moment, and then replied "Honor is for the Lios Alfar,
knight of Seelie. I know no such thing. I know love, and I hold it for one only,
for Bryon. He knows my thoughts on what you propose, and shall reveal them in
time. Know this, all of you: the bonds of clan kin will not save you, should you
betray Bryon. If you prove untrue, you will face me."
The next moment, I was back in control and sinking onto the hassock. I was weary
to the bone, as I always was after letting Dubhain (now why hadn't he told me
his name was Dubhain before? From deep down I could hear some definitely equine
snickering, and then silence) speak in my place.
"Welcome back, Bryon. I was wondering when we would meet your partner. I must
say, he's a horse of few words, but those he speaks are potent." Sandy was
looking very serious, but suddenly smiled a little. "I think he's struck both
Peter and Ralph dumb, something I didn't think anything could accomplish."
"He's impressive, isn't he?" I said proudly. 'And he's my brother, and he loves
me!' I wanted to add, but I held that thought in, and felt the warmth of
affirmation from within me.
"Well, that was interesting," Ralph remarked, shaking his head a bit. "I don't
believe I've ever encountered anything quite like that before. So, Dubhain said
that you know his thoughts concerning our proposal - might we know what he
thinks, as he will obviously be party to any agreements we make?"
"He thinks it's not a bad idea, and that this kind of bonding is how we're
supposed to live, if it can be made with the right people. He's kind of old
school that way. He never liked the whole Court system, it seems. He says it
leaves too much room for shenanigans."
"Which the clan system does not," Ralph replied, nodding his head. "Well then, I
think it is time to call the question. Shall we do the opening ceremony, and if
we do it, shall we do it now - tonight? I say aye. What say the rest of you?"
"Aye." Peter's deep voice held confidence in the choices his brothers would
make.
"Aye, " said Sandy. "I think we have taken stock of our proposed kinsman, and
seen that he is good. I am ready to see if we are right."
Staring around at them, I knew it was something I would have to do. There was no
other hope for me - for us, Dubhain and I - so we would have to risk all on a
single gambit. I nodded, and tried to make my voice as firm as possible. "Aye.
We do it."
"Then we are in agreement, and the ceremony shall go forward," Ralph said
quietly. "Wisdom and good fortune to all of us in the coming hours."
It didn't feel like wisdom or good fortune over the next few hours. Suddenly I
felt sort of irrelevant, as Sandy sprang into action and recruited the other two
to help. I was told to get some rest, as it would take at least two hours for
the preparations for the ceremony to be complete; further, I was told to hold
all my questions until the actual event, because they would all be answered
then; besides, couldn't I see that they were busy? This last was said by Ralph
with a little grin on his face, so I sighed and took myself off to bed for a
couple hours rest until they came to get me. As I slept, my head was full of the
sound of galloping hoofbeats.