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“I call him Saphraine.”
Ever said, without looking at the hybrid. Her other hand was clenched in the fabric of her dress and by now she was sure one of her claws had made a hole in it.
The outline of a horse in the distance reminded the girl of an angel. There was a loneliness inside her and the presence of the wild stallion caught her all to fragile heart on fire. So when the evening sun traced his frame, Ever laid her other hand onto his back. She was in love so many times over again but not even the male could break the special bond the silver female had with her horse.
But if there was a look that could disturb her as deeply as the one Ezra had given her, it was the one the dark women shot in their direction. The breeze had lifted her hair and tugged on what little clothes she had on, rippling her fur underneath the fabric and giving her a slight wicked appearance. Crimson eyes as red as a pond filled with blood were directed almost through her and pierced the soft belly of the golden stallion. Ever wished she could wash the look clean off her face. It made her stomach stir. Claws raking as gentle as possible over the back of her horse, Ever turned back around, keeping one black paw entwined in waves of white water.
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I am so terribly sorry about the delay. Slowness is apparent from now on. Again so sorry!
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“I call him Saphraine.”
Ever said, without looking at the hybrid. Her other hand was clenched in the fabric of her dress and by now she was sure one of her claws had made a hole in it.
The outline of a horse in the distance reminded the girl of an angel. There was a loneliness inside her and the presence of the wild stallion caught her all to fragile heart on fire. So when the evening sun traced his frame, Ever laid her other hand onto his back. She was in love so many times over again but not even the male could break the special bond the silver female had with her horse.
But if there was a look that could disturb her as deeply as the one Ezra had given her, it was the one the dark women shot in their direction. The breeze had lifted her hair and tugged on what little clothes she had on, rippling her fur underneath the fabric and giving her a slight wicked appearance. Crimson eyes as red as a pond filled with blood were directed almost through her and pierced the soft belly of the golden stallion. Ever wished she could wash the look clean off her face. It made her stomach stir. Claws raking as gentle as possible over the back of her horse, Ever turned back around, keeping one black paw entwined in waves of white water.
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