Flash Fiction Challenge: Dominator
My first attempt at writing something to be viewed by the public was completed last week. It was through a website called Indies Unlimited.
The beginning of the story was provided by the administrator of the website:
On the ranch, there was one pasture we called the far-back. It was
260 acres of good grazing, but it was well away from the house. The
far-back was over a little ridge and a devil to get to if the creek was
up. My grandfather was always worried about the wild horses getting in
there with the cattle. He said they’d eat the forage and bring in
disease. There was no arguing with him on the issue. He made a point of
running them off whenever he found them there.
When I got older, he’d send me out there alone. The main problem by
then had been the coyotes. We’d lost a lot of calves to those vermin. I
always took the rifle, but never once managed to get off a clear shot.
The coyotes were just a little too quick for me.
At age sixteen with little else but girls and coyotes on my mind, I’d
long quit worrying about the handful of wild horses. One day, I saw a
little foal out there. He just looked back at me without a trace of
fear. I know it sounds strange, but I felt an instant liking for him.
There was something about the way he carried himself. He didn’t take any
guff off the other foals, and asserted himself at every opportunity. I
called him Dominator.
I didn’t know it yet, but Dominator would be the key to solving our coyote problem. That horse was a warrior and absolutely hated coyotes.I guess you could say he saved the ranch.
The first day I saw him in action was the first day I thought I had a clear shot…
Below is the entry that I submitted: