Sleepy Fox Hollow pyroclast ii

it was uncommon for selenia to see wolves here. they were all around; they traveled. she sensed them with her equine knowing, but now that a stallion had come to them, perhaps the wolves were veiled beneath her own new notion of safety.

colosseum proved himself now. fancy's sweet-cedar breath washed over her cheek, soothing the buckskin mare. "a waste on their part. it's lucky he hasn't attacked yet," she murmured back, though the note of admiration in her voice was quite openly for the stallion.

he was proving himself, each instance noted by her watchful dark eyes.