continue on fron story one

In the morning after a long night spent in the cold darkness of a muddy clearing the sun finally rose up in to the sky and Harrison could see the marks in the ground where he had been sleeping. As this clearing was not the best place to find clean grass harry set of in to the bushes to find some tucker. As harry was just about to reach down to the grass he heard the sound of hoovesteps in the grass. He was so overwhelmed with joy, he thought that finally his mother had found him. He stood there motionless listening to hoovesteps getting closer and closer, then out from behind one of the thick bushes came a beautiful old horse with a white strip down it's forehead and a kind looking human on it's back. But no mum. Harry instantly felt his heart drop to the ground. He new this was not his mother. then suddenly the strange human got of the back of the beautiful old horse and started to approach harry. he was terrified, thought's were rushing through his mind. would this strange lady try to hurt him, whould she be nice, would she try and tie him up with rope? all these questions where wizzing through his head yet for some reason he let the lady stroke his neck.