In fact, Tramis had discovered early in his career that he could trade his jugs far more favorably if they contained cider than he could if they were ...mpty.On this particular day, Tramis had been on a journey to trade his pots in a distant town. It was 24,000 steps home to Wildmoor Beach, so Tramis began his journey home early in the morning, pulling his handcart filled with the goods for which he had traded his pots. Unfortunately, Tramis had not been able to trade all the pots he took with. In the distance, I heard a loud thump and a short, sharp scream. I jumped as the sudden noise startled me, and I wondered if we were under attack. Tanar gasped, beside me, and I turned back just in time to see his face go pale, the fire ball wink out, and him slump to the ground. I caught him as he fell, easing him onto the cold stone floor. Alistair checked outside the door, discovering that the sound was nothing more than a servant in a nearby room who'd knocked over a crate of supplies. He. "She was so cool like that, always knowing what would help things themost. And she was right. Some barbecue and fries and I felt better, andthe chance to catch up on events in their lives and share memories ofold times worked on me like a tonic."Well gang," Mrs. Wilson said, "I'd better drop you both home before I'mlate for my shift." She was a nurse at the regional hospital, animportant one too with supervisory responsibilities. But her status didnot exempt her from having to take an. That night, as usual, I slipped out of the house to visit my woody friends. On the way, I stopped by to say hello to Titan. His stable was almost next to the house. My quirky sense of humour made me smile as I patted him lightly on his face. Did he like seeing me? I certainly liked seeing him. He was just a magnificent example of how a stallion should be. I really wanted to ride him bareback across the fields at a gallop and down through the woods but I dare not.A few days previously when I was.