Anthro Pony Novels & Stories

"Uncle Lin, look at Misty! She's so beautiful!" Ethan, captivated by a sturdy chestnut pony, exclaimed, "And Rocky looks strong and fast! He's going to be my partner!" The ranch guide nodded, impressed by the kids' keen observations. "You've got a good eye, young ones. Misty is known for her grace and gentleness, and Rocky will give you quite the exhilarating ride." With helmets secured and riding gear in place, Emily and Ethan eagerly mounted their ponies, their tiny faces filled with a mix of excitement and a touch of nervousness. Meghan and I exchanged proud smiles, grateful to witness this momentous occasion.

Pan’s a Satyr, the top half of a man, and the waist down was all goat. Pan is seven-foot-four, with darkly tanned skin, short curly dark brown hair and a neatly trimmed dark brown beard. He has narrow glowing bright green eyes, a cute upturned nose, and is wearing a dark brown leather waistcoat with small round golden buttons. But he also has goat ears sticking out for the sides of his head, and gently curving horns coming from his forehead, and sweeping back to flick upwards at the tips.

I shouted into the phone. “I’m sorry,” he apologized repeatedly. “Put Zoe on the phone!” I snapped. “I can’t put her on the phone right now. She’s undergoing a CAT scan and an MRI.” “Oh, my God...oh, my God. I knew she shouldn’t have gone anywhere with you unaccompanied! You'd better hope that nothing serious happened to her.” I hung the phone up on him, not wanting to hear any more of his apologies. Onyx was reserved for the most experienced riders, and Michael was aware of that. Even if she had riding experience, I would’ve picked a more docile horse like Diamond.

Ponpon pointed out when I took my poniard out of its small scabbard that was securely tied around my left thigh. I revitalized myself using my own violet aura. My heart rate was then back to normal like I never ran for miles. I smirked at Ponpon, then I looked around us. That was when I saw him, alone. He was perhaps a few years older than me, tall, like six feet and six inches; he had broad shoulders with well-built body that anyone would want to ogle on. And yet, he was graceful as a feline—a type of animal on Earth that my father told me about. He was gifted with long reddish brown hair that was in a neat man bun. From this distance, I could see his green eyes well and the way he looked a

I looked between it and him with wide eyes. “She gets a unicorn because she faked cried?” Ethan whined. “No. She does not get to keep the unicorn. She gets to see the unicorn because I did promise her one. I knew those were fake tears. She tried them on me as a pup all the time. However, she did accomplish her goal of making you take your words back. This is her reward,” Papa said as he beckoned me over. It was adorable. It looked like a fluffy Shetland pony. Its coat was a beautiful periwinkle blue. Its irises were a bright violet, and the horn was white with silver spiraling around it.

I had always hated the name of our pack, thinking it was too bland. Atlas Andino emerged from his car, his usual friends in tow. I knew them all by name, noting how their styles of bullying differed. Atlas Andino, with his pale blonde hair and startling grey eyes. Shaina Adam's with her espresso skin and gorgeous sneer. Michelle Cario, with her long legs and thick accent. Duke Kentworth, with his football jersey and messy black hair. Dean Marsh, with his curly chocolate hair and sly smile.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

Not one bit of it. “What kind of something?” I asked slowly. “A pony.” I blinked. “A what.” “A robotic pony,” he clarified, nearly slicing into his steak. “It responds to voice commands. Learns behavior patterns from its owners. And yes, it's completely safe for kids.” The twins’ eyes lit up instantly. I closed mine. So, was this his plan? “No.” Axel frowned. “No?” “No,” I repeated. “Absolutely not.” “It’s already on the way.”

Antonio announced to them all. "I would be delighted to do so, Dante can Camilla help me?" Silvana asked Dante. "of course" Dante replied as he smiled affectionately at Camilla. "That's the end of the meeting, tomorrow we will meet at my place" Antonio told them. "So are we really accepting those monsters to join us?" Paolo asked. "for your own good Paolo, I hope you keep those monster statements to yourself tomorrow" Valerie told Paolo. The next day….. Valerie was waiting for Dracaryx to arrive, he should already be here. Or was he not going to come again? He wondered to himself.

Saint said. "I second that opinion," Ten said. "I get everyone but Ransom," Atlas said, a quizzical look on his face. "Although I'm not sure I like being named after an Earth story." Asher shrugged. "Don't care, that's your name. Ransom's is from Earth as well. Azicans aren't as creative as the people on Earth. Anyways, Ransom's animals - whichever one he is at any given time - is named Tonto." Ransom groaned. "Because my ass was that of a horse the first time I shifted?"