[/html]The Luperci world was developing rapidly by most standards, but theirs were a borrowed society. The humans had left behind whole cultures and vast swaths of knowledge that they were still picking their way through, assimilating what they could understand, and rejecting what did not suit their needs. She wondered if it was a good idea though, taking so much from a species that had evidently destroyed itself. Cassandra had grown up in a house, and she had grown up raising and caring horses as subservient creatures -- they were companions certainly, and she was fond of them -- but they were still lesser things, beasts of burden. Perhaps this was not so unnatural though. If canines weren't going to work them, they were going to eat them, and maybe the horses knew this too.
It had been a few months since she'd been around any horse, and at least a year since she'd lost Lady, her own black mare. There was a sort of familiarity in the draft mare's nudge, and the albino woman spared a tired smile.
"You must be new to the area, then," Cassandra said, glancing back at the two tall dogs. "There are many coyotes here, or at least, coyote mixes. Plenty of wolves too, from what I hear. Not sure about dogs." She would have liked to drill some locals for information about her fairy tale family, but there it was not an urgent need. "Where are you from?"
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