They quickly made it to Eden 2, he only intended to take
pictures like they did before. But Sandra spotted some dogs among this group,
and unfortunately, they had puppies as well, without asking she landed her
craft next to the Camp area, he quickly followed, and exited his craft, fearing
they may see her as a threat, he shouted to their leader, Joseph waved back at
him, with arms wide he welcomed them both, the women and children gathered
around Sandra, they had never seen a female angel before. The men of course
were agape, never had they seen a woman so well kept. She of course had her own
agenda and asked about the dogs, one of the older children grabbed her hand and
led her to the puppies, they looked to be about six weeks old, the mama dog
looked like a giant hound and was getting tired of the little teeth, she jumped
up and moved to one side. Sandra sat down and gathered the pups in her
lap. Heaven's people had never allowed pets in the Bunker but today was a
new day and her man was the leader of the world. He looked on with knowing
eyes; in his heart he knew he could deny this woman nothing. He handed their
leader books on learning a language, like a first-grade primers, though they
had been taught words and formed their own language for different things, they
needed to be able to read to follow his simple book of
instructions. Joseph their leader, offered two puppies to her, both male
dogs, Sandra happily accepted and handed him a tin of wafers, telling him use
them on anyone who got sick, or in case of emergency. He then gave her a
leather bag with several holes in it, to store her pups for transport.
Repeating the same process, Michael taught how to make bows and arrows and
Sandra taught lessons in pottery.
They returned to their craft and lifted off, they probably
could have made the next stop Eden 3, but it was getting late, so they landed
their craft on the next open place near a stream, they were not the only ones
that liked this spot, there where horse prints all over it. She led her pups
the stream and let them drink their fill, then she fed them some dry meat, then
laid down spooning into Michael's arms for warmth, she pulled her new pups up
next to her body, and they fell asleep without complaint accepting their new
mother.
Light burned his eyes as he welcomed the new morning, this
is going to be an interesting day, his priority had shifted, there have never
been wild horses in this area before he mused, this will be a very great
benefit for his people in the future if he could manage to get them back to the
facility, but how could he do it? Thinking back to some of the novels he had
read in the bunker library on wild tribesmen, he knew they could be tamed. Regardless,
they still had work to do. Sandra was already up, tending the fire and playing
with the pups. They gathered the gear, and got in their aircraft, flying
further south to Eden 3. Micheal met with their leader, Josuah, handed him the
books on language.
Again, teaching how
to make bows, arrows, and pottery. Promising in the future he would return with
more rules/guidelines by which they could live in peace.
Flying away he
instructed Sandra to look for horses or other beasts they may have use for at
the Bunker, flying in a zigzag pattern they searched from the sky the area
around where the tracks had been spotted, it did not take long, Sandra spotted
about twenty horses following a large brown stallion, I want one she screamed
into the com, again without asking she landed her craft, I swiftly followed her
with a lot more trepidation, large animals do not survive without killing
things that threaten them, leaving the pups with the aircraft she walked toward
the herd I followed closely behind, the horses had spotted us, she calmly
walked to a fallen log and sat watching the beasts as they grazed, I sat next
to her. The horses, being naturally curious beasts kept getting closer, until
the stallion could no longer contain his curiosity, and walked toward them
purposely. I'm wondering how we are going to manage to get them home.
Sandra held out her open hand, containing some grains and berries, the big stud
sniffed, snorted, and started eating from her hand, she was one continuous
smile, she handed me some grain, and I fed a few of the mares. Being at a loss
I asked Sandra how can we get them home, well we will have to ride them she
said excitedly.
I looked at her like
she was crazy. But I pulled off my wide braided belt and started pulling out
the braids, after I had gotten all 50 ft. spread out, I started braiding it
with a three strand braid technique, the single strand may have been strong
enough to restrain the stud horse, but I was afraid it would cut him or my
hands, seeing his actions Sandra started the same process with her belt. When
they finished, they had two thirteen-foot ropes just enough to form a halter
and have about seven feet of rope to use as a lead rope. I much as Micheal
dreaded the next part, he had Sandra feed and pet the Stud while he furtively
slid the halter over his nose and behind his ears, the horse was so engrossed
in eating the sweet grains ne never noticed. Micheal had positioned them by a
young sapling about five inches in diameter, he quickly took one turn with the
rope around the tree, when the stud felt the halter tighten, he exploded,
bucking jumping, chasing Micheal around the tree numerous times, but in the end
settled down, he then led the somewhat tired horse to a nearby stream, stripped
down to just his shirt and jeans, he then led the horse into waist deep water.
Leaping quickly with horse's mane already in his fist he mounted it, then the
fun began, the Stud bucked violently, and in a few seconds, Michael flew of his
back. Still maintaining his grip on the lead
rope, he remounted. This went on for a good ten minutes until finally the horse
just stood still trembling in the water, he kicked his heels and rode the exhausted
horse out of the stream only to be met by Sandra astride a mare, she hardly
bucked at all Sandra giggled. Michael, who had been kicked and bitten several
times did not find much humor in it. If he had be a lesser man, he would probably
have been stomped to death. It was now getting late with the two horses tied to
trees, they made camp and played with puppies, the rest of the herd stayed
close since the Stallion was their leader, they sniffed the puppies and all
received a little treat from Sandra.