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Draugr is by Alaine!
When he grinned at her, Dra knew the pale coyote understood. She herself was not so experienced in the way of men and women, but she was starting to understand. How better to comprehend something than leap into it? Instinct would play enough of a part, and she hoped perhaps Max had a faint idea of what he was doing, too. The dark-furred wolfdog did not fully know or predict where they might go or how far they might take it, but she was swept into a teenager's hormonal rushes, and she was willing to see just where that might be.
He nodded and the hybrid did not wait for further instruction -- she squeezed her legs into Dyrne's sides and the horse jumped forward, sliding immediately into a smooth trot and picking up speed quickly. The horses might have been of the same place and stock, but she was certain she could outpace him. He was bigger and broader than Draugr herself, despite his coyote blood. Once again she reflected on the strangeness of her stature, her parentage considered. Perhaps she was not done growing? She was still young enough to perhaps encounter one more, but even with another she wouldn't equal her mother's height.
The chestnut horse moved across the plains, her hooves tearing up patches of grass and sending it flying behind her. Draugr twisted her head to see that Max was following, and closely, too. She grinned at him and twisted back around, pale eyes falling on the mountain before them. Perhaps they would go all the way over -- it was a steep climb in places, but Draugr had never seen the other side. They were too far west to encounter the burned lands, but Dra did not know this. Dyrne began to slow, the hard ride having taken some energy, and Draugr let her drop back into a trot, thinking Max might ride beside her.
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