Can I be loved (re-writing)

The last horse shifter

The last horse shifter

??? POV

I rarely use my human form, I feel more alive when I'm a horse. a few hours ago, I was in a field, guarding the herd who made me their warrior. Which is rare for a mere of my age, i was 2 years old in horse years and 18 in human.

Even before I met this herd, I was never afraid to die, actually I welcomed it, as it gave me a strong aura making animals quiver in my presence.

Today in the fields some horse sellers decided to round us up and capture us, the herd got away but I stayed and blocked their path, my actions pleased them, and i had received their undying attention, exactly what I wanted, So I gave them a run for their money, they thought I was a normal horse, seems like I'm proving them wrong. soon enough my luck run out, and one of the foals from the herd ran towards me to greet me, unaware of the danger, I had to shout a warning, and give myself up to them to distract them from my herd. They smirked to themselves, grinning about how much they would get when they sell me, they pulled on the lasso around my neck, forcing me to move quicker, however I moved on my terms, and walked, the idiots whipped my rear to make me move faster, but I simply ignore it, and after awhile it irritated me, so I reached out and grabbed the whip with my mouth and snapped it in half. Their faces were priceless.

Current time

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Here I am, in a selling pen, waiting to be brought, waiting for the buyer. if you're were wondering, I'm a shire horse, which makes me massive, I'm practically a giant next to a male human, which forced them to use steps to reach my face and place the halter on me. I'm pure black with icy blue eyes, and with a couple of scars here and their when I was fighting off the wolves and mountain lions away from the herd However invisible they are, you can see them if you move my hair out of the way and look at my skin real close to see red and silver scars, which are either fresh or old. The humans seem intrigued by my height, and colour, apparently I'm very rare, well of course I am if I'm also human.

In the distance I could hear the auction going on, soon enough humans came and took some of the horses, and of course mine came as well, he was huge, but i still towered him. He seemed to take powerful steps in his stride, and beside him was a male, he looked at me in awe. They stopped in front of me, and the big guy reached up and clipped a lead to the hoop on my halter. he clicked his tongue and pulled gentle. well at least someone gets it. I was annoyed but obliged to his request anything to get out of this hell hole. The boy stared with a mouth open, at the other horse that cowered away when I walked passed, by now I was used to this reaction, so I kept my head up and took heavy steps, showing my authority.

"Dad...why are they cowering....do you think they can smell us" the boy asked. His last sentence caught my attention. "no. and I believe their not cowering at us, but this mere.....it seems we got ourselves a high ranking female. however I've never seen this reaction before....they seem terrified." The big guy answers. I flared my nostrils, and stamped my foot while still walking. providing a answer to the Theory, making all the horse, stay quiet in response. They pulled me along, to a trailer, which was hooked to a range rover.

Max'a POV ( The male)

As soon as we saw the pure black shire horse, with beautiful eyes that stood out against her coat, I knew she would be perfect, she needs to strong, to carry pack members, We weigh a ton. As soon as dad paid for her, we went into the back to get her, however on the picture, she looked to be an average sized shire horse, but it seems we were extremely wrong, she was huge, and packed muscles. "woah" Was all I could say, as we got closer. She was bigger than dad, and he was the alpha.

I reached my hand to stroke her, but dad stopped me. "not yet, don't forget she's wild.....and look closely, she's got scars.....we've got ourselves a fighter ." he said as he slowly hooked the lead to her halter, we guided her towards the trailer we had ready.