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She shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm ok" she stood up and almost toppled over but regained her composure. She looked around and tried to remember but it gave her a headache to recall anything.
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"I don't think you are" Peter sighed, although the fact she could move at all was a bonus. He watched her closely, wondering if he should call an ambulance.
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"I think I tore something in my thigh and my arm is sore tho" she sighed and winced again.
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"Lean on me if you need to" Peter offered, worried she might fall again and perhaps hurt herself even more. "Do you want to go to hospital?"
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"No, I want to find my horse" she snapped angry at herself for not noticing and started after the stallions path.
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Peter jumped a little as she snapped at him. Did she blame him? Maybe she should. Perhaps Trouble wouldn't have reared if he had kept away, even though he had just been trying to help. "Blew it in less than a day" He sighed to himself as he remounted Sapphire and headed after Jules. Even if she hated him he couldn't leave until he knew she was safe.
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She kept walking by her thigh was giving out on her and she sat on a Boulder.
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Peter hesitantly rode over. "I'm so, so sorry Jules but please let me help you"
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She sighed and looked up at him, "I'm sorry too, and thank you" she stood up and hopped.
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Peter swallowed hard as he saw her hopping now. "I should've stopped you walking on it" He sighed. "Can you make it up here? Which arm hurts?"
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