Drabble 215

Finished 6:55.

 

It was the middle of the night and Raven had searched the stables, the fields and a good portion of the woods and hadn't found a trace of his horse. He eventually returned home to find Blue asleep at the kitchen table. He shook him awake, gently at first but much harder when he wasn't up soon enough. “Blue, where is my horse?” he asked, while Blue was still rubbing his eyes and trying to get his bearings. “You promised you wouldn't flip out,” Blue pointed out.

“And I won't,” replied Raven; “if you tell me where my horse is.”