Reena

The sound of hooves muffled by the sandy arena was all that reached her ears. A cloudy overcast yet the sky did not seem to be pregnant with rain, the best day for a ride. Without the sun beating unforgivingly on your back and the animal's flanks, yet still absent of the falling rain that would soak one to the bone. 

A careful hand on the leather rain, Reena looked between her mount's ears. Confusion still pulling at her mind at the entire story of why she had him. He stood quietly, his neck arched and stance calm, ears flicking at the sounds around them as he played with the bit in his teeth. He was a stunning creature, his coat was a perfect gleaming ebony, his body of nothing by muscle with long thick legs and a kept mane and tail, his breathing as strong and steady as the rhythmic beats within her own chest. 

"Easy boy, forward" with a kick of her leg she brought him to a canter. His movements smooth, beautiful even as they headed to the three foot jump, clearing it finely with room to spare and not a single ounce of insubordination. "Why the hell are you even here? You're better tempered than a old blind man."
She was supposed to help the creature beneath her, nick named Vader his owner brought him in with an expensive looking trailer and high quality feed and strict training regimen. Worried words of how he lost control and attacked his rider no matter what he did, that the horse who did not so much as blink on his own was out of control.
It just didn't make sense. 


"Hello? Reena are you here?" 
Looking over her shoulder the red head spotted an older man. Her neighbour hobbling over with a worried expression on his features. "Yeah mr Holgen? What's that matter?" Riding to the fence line she waited as he leaned over, reaching out he gave the creature a pat before speaking, his voice tired with frustration. 
"I just came to warn you about whats going on. Something is wrong with the city, no one is coming into my farm, cattle can't be controlled with no riders. But thats the least of it, got a news story that the entire free way is blocked with some crash."

"Oh no, oh I just hope things are okay."
Yet she only got a shaking head as a answer. "Afraid not dear, just be careful with who you let in and don't let any other animal on the property, I don't want to see your stock ruined because you opened your gate to the wrong beast. Some sickness is spreading down there"

Speaking for a few more moments the old man began to leave. Warning her to watch the horses in the pasture and to not go to the city. "If you need anything come over, me and the wife are more than happy to help you out."

Watching him leave she was about to ride for another round after saying her thanks. "Oh, and Mr Holgen? Can you do me a favour and lock the gate than? Guess the barn is closed for now."

Hours passing she put the thoroughbred back in the barn, bringing in the others for the day and turning on the TV in her home. Towel drying her hair she watched the screen only to see that the old man was right. Something was wrong, vary wrong.
Already taking a phone she began to call her clients, yet for some reason their line was dead.