I woke up to a rustling sound. I looked down the stallion was gone. Slowly I crawled down the tree. Jumping down from the last limb I shifted and shook my name out. I started to trot away not really focusing my senses as I left only looking to go forward.
The Black Stallion
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I shifted to my human form watching the girl sleep in the tree. There was something off about her sent so close to mine yet so different. I know something is different about her. I moved away from the tree so she feels secure.
When she does leave being an inexperienced girl she will forget to look around herself for me. Maybe then I will get real answer to my question. Later on she awoke, she looked down looking for me and saw nothing. She climbed down and jumped down to the ground and shifted.
She was like me but her color so pretty, a flea bitting grey. I would follow her and see where she is heading to, I thought.
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Not So Foal Anymore Book 2
FantasiStella has grown her mother a horse shifter as her father. She feels closed off striving for freedom from rules that are meant to keep her safe. The rules are in place for a black stallion tried to take Stella's mom as a mate he was also a shifter...
