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She was absolutely beautiful.
Her mane had grown long and had the slightest hint of cream making it a beautiful shade of ivory. Her frame was entirely white, with no imperfections that straw yellow eyes could discern. Tail of white was long and flowing, the tips ending with slightly more pronounce cream. Those big gorgeous eyes were what caught the coyote most; a rich chestnut color and so expressive. The young Lykoi felt as if she could see right into the horse’s soul, and she instantly felt a connection between them.
She had been given the name of Daisy, though those who had cared for her first had not called her this. Clover was shown the basics of caring for her, and she was taught to ride. She had planned to spend only a day, but the coyote stayed by the distant lands of AniWaya for several. In the end, she felt as if she had been given something much more than an animal in return for her simple healing; she had been given a lifelong companion.
Thin clawed fingers reached out gently, beckoning the soft white to push against them. Mother Earth was smiling down on them.
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