Snippet #1671347

Eden looked out the window with a sinking heart. she saw the white balls of fluff in the tree line and stared wistfully at the nice shiney black car she'd ordered 'My pretty car.........' The twins looked out with her to see the heads, noticing one black, one grey, and another with burning red hair, "Our rams!" The two said once more in unison, the grins on their faces almost stretching beyond their faces as the rams stared intently at the plane as though they knew where their hounds were at any time. "Rams? THAT IS OUR TRANSPORTATION?! I have to give up my car to ride on a sheep? Can't we rent horses or ATVs or something?" Eden clutched the notebook to her chest and felt her heart sink further as she thought of the nice hot chocolate she'd ordered in the car, no nice car ride, no hot chocolate, no heat, no fluffy seat

The two looked to her puzzled, "What's more wonderful than the down on a ram's back, it's what lines our coats here" as Desmond spoke he held out his hand for her to feel the inner sleeve to feel the silklike smoothness of the fur. Osmond smiled to her, "They tried horses once, but they couldn't climb for a flip, besides, what better to take us to the top of a mountain than beings that climb up and down it every day? Besides, it was written in the notebook anyhow" the two chuckled loudly as they felt the wheels of the plane touch down on the tarmack.

"ehhhhh......animals just dont like me.." Eden felt the plane taxi down the runway and pull into the little hanger. Rising from her seat and straightened the non-exhistant wrinkles in her jeans and adjusted her top and hat automatically. grabbing the scarf she'd bought and flipping it around her neck she sighed and put her sunglasses on. "Lets do this then"

The twins grinned as they stepped down the steps of the plane, walking briskly to the entrance.
Desmond placed his thumb and middle finger to his lips to deliver a loud blast of a whistle where the three rams bounded down the pavement to the twins, nuzzling into them as though welcoming them home. "I see we have good company to welcome us home, Eden come here. This is Finn, Ares, and Stone. We raised these three on our own when we were children." With each one being addressed, Finn being the red one, Ares being the black one, and Stone being the white, they nodded their heads to the young girl, stepping forward to gently rub their heads against her hand to show they were friendly.