Mage of Wolves
I was already feeling like I wasn’t the best person in the world since I kept getting myself into these tricky situations.
I gave Pearl a nudge with my tennis shoe, quickly realizing boots would be better so my feet didn’t slip out of the stirrups. I used my magic to change into some boots, not cowgirl boots but black, glossy boots. Pearl headed off at a gentle clip, and I held on for dear life. Once I sort of got the hang of things, I told her to speed up, and she did. It was actually quite freeing, the wind and snow in my hair as we rode across the open terrain in a direct path to the Flamingo’s house. It wasn’t the same sensation as running as a wolf or flying like a bird, but it was stil
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