Worlds Don't Collide: An Urban Fantasy Adventure (Valkyrie Bestiary Book 9) by Kim McDougall

Author:Kim McDougall [McDougall, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WrongTree Press
Published: 2024-06-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

19

My bandana was soaked in Gallivant’s blood by the time we reached home. He struggled to keep us in the air. Every beat of his wings must have aggravated the wound. I put him down on the service road about a kilometer from our driveway and we walked the rest of the way.

Horses are such a contrast of temperaments. The same creature that balked at a stick in the road hadn’t been afraid of dragons or vampires.

“Such a silly pony.” I patted his heaving neck and told him over and over what a good boy he was.

Thunderbird landed beside us. His great talons raked the gravel road, but before the dirt even settled, Raven was standing before me, fully dressed and not even wind-ruffled. His expression was full of concern.

“Is he okay?”

I lifted the bandana and looked at the oozing wound. “I think so. Can you run ahead and get Gita to start making a poultice? I’ll need Muzzy and Tak to help too.”

Raven nodded, shifted into a pony and galloped off with Princess loping behind him. My kid was amazing.

Gallivant and I walked on. Now that the urgency had passed he thought we were out for a leisurely stroll and kept trying to veer off the road to eat spring shoots.

By the time I got him into the stall beside his paddock, I was dead on my feet, but I wouldn’t leave my horse unattended. Muzzy brought a bucket of fresh water and Tak distracted Gallivant with treats while we cleaned the wound. Clover was no help. He sensed danger and the scent of blood on the air and galloped around the paddock like a show champion, which kept Gallivant on high alert.

Gita arrived, weeping profusely into a bowl of green goo. Banshee tears are full of healing properties. After a minute she shut off the waterworks like turning off a faucet and stirred the concoction. Gallivant—the same horse who’d just faced down a horde of armed vampires—whinnied and danced away when he smelled the foul brew in Gita’s bowl.

“Easy.” I patted his neck and turned to Muzzy. “Go put a halter on Clover and take him out to the pasture.” Muzzy’s eyes were wide and round. He nodded and dashed off.

I turned my attention back to the agitated pegasus. At least in the small stall, he knew enough not to flex his wings. Tak tried to soothe him, while I took the bowl from Gita and slathered green goo onto the wound. Gita handed me a fresh towel and some vet wrap so I could secure it in place. Gallivant was tired after his adventure. I took the feed bucket from Tak and sent the others away.

“I’ll watch him for a few minutes, make sure he doesn’t tear off the bandage.” It wouldn’t hold all night, but I wanted to give it enough time for the herbs and banshee tears to seep into the wound.

After they left, the quiet of the night settled into me. The horse paddock,

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