Arennir

Two new two-legs had arrived before the first light. One was huge, the biggest two-legs Nótt had ever seen in his life, while the other was kinda… short. Not in the tiny way the female two-legs who sometimes came and watched them from the fence was short, because she looked like she was just about half a normal two-legs tall, but still shorter than most of the other two-legs. The two new ones had immediately caught Nótt’s attention when they came in on top of two big and unfamiliar horses. Nótt had tried whinnying at them, but got no response, and they had those weird things on their heads and bodies he had sometimes seen on the horses passing by the pasture where his mother and he had spent the first part of his life. He hadn’t seen a horse with that since they took him away to live with the other youngsters. Again he had tried to whinny at them, but they payed him no mind. The two-legs sure did though. The big one pointed at him, and Nótt heard t