The draft girl (on hold)

chapter 1

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My name is marcail. Im not a normal person. Im a horse shifter. I have always lived as a horse, never once have I encountered a human or anything else that's like me at all. I know only a little bit of English and I have trouble speaking it.

I know what your wondering."what kind of horse are you?" Well im a draft breed. Im a gypsy vanner. The herd im with are all small slim horses unlike myself. I arrived as a foal and grew in to the young mare I am today. My mane is pure black and my body is a cream buckskin with white and black stockings on all four legs. I dont have any markings on my face. I do have one odd thing about me that is human. My eyes are the loveliest hazel color. They stand out more than anything about me.

Enough about me though. My herd lives on a reservation. Horse theiving has become a popular thing lately. People will come in and steal a few horses to get a couple of bucks. My herd had been driven closer to the farm in the hopes of keeping us safe. Ok, when I said I've always been a horse...I lied, I've shifted once. I've never seen a reflection of my human self, but I have seen my skin and hair to at least have an idea. My skin is a creamy white but not to pale. My hair is down to my waist/hips. It is dark at the roots to my shoulders and fades to a blonde at the tips. Oh! The only reason I know my eyes are hazel is becouse I've seen only a reflection of my horse in the pond.