Novel & Cerita Kakyoin Horse

Come what may, the Stork princess shall fall for an outsider and the outsider shall harness the greatest power in all the lands, to either build or destroy. Aki loved to ride. After watching Temujin communicate intimately for the first time with his pet Harpax eagle, Griffin, she felt a pang of homesickness and missed her horse, Shun, back on the Ethereal Nest. Blue-eyed and snow-white from head to foot, Shun was a small horse of Nangchen stock that her father had gifted her. They had grown up alongside each other since she was two years old.

Kay sighed. "Shall we ride the horse?" asked him. Thea immediately stood up, excited. "Come on! What's the stakes this time?" Thea loved riding, and she never lost a race. "Nothing. Just stay with me," said Kay. Even though she was confused, Thea complied. She followed Kay towards the horse stable. Kay took out his dark horse when he arrived. That's strange, Thea thought. Kay always greeted and chatted with June - his black horse. But this time, Kay just pulled it rein silently.

“Aube” is a French word meaning “dawn,” symbolizing purity and new beginnings. This name reflects the horse's pristine white appearance and the fresh start it represents. The horse was an astonishing shade of white—so pure it seemed untouched by the world. Even its hooves and ear tips were free from any blemish, like a creature sculpted from snow. Grace had chosen Aube in Poland when she was just fifteen. Now, eleven years later, the mare was approaching her sixteenth birthday. Born of champion bloodlines, both her parents were world-class equestrian competitors.

Celia greeted Reyona as she came to hug her. “Hi,” said Andrew, who was already placing a bet with Toria on who was going to win. Reyona was surprised to see three more horses at the ready, making five horses altogether with Enzo and Reyona’s horse. Reyona showed off her horse to everyone, and they all admired the unique coats of the two Akhal-Teke horses. Beside them, the other horses looked like Serfs beside Lords. Maxwell led Reyona to the high-backed chair close to the audience row.

Jasmine POV: Draco’s Dragon kept following us like crazy in meantime I saw King Sargon getting anxious, he kept on continuously snapping head band of his royal black horse and urged him to run more and more fast…. King Sargon horse was finest of royal Akhal Teke breed, Akhal Teke horses are well known for their speed and endurance… We were riding with king horse with speed of wind yet we were slow compare to Draco’s Dragon who was chasing us from behind by splurging his Dragon fires…

Apparently he had good skills in dealing with animals. Kaeisan, Great Helper, that was the name of Roman's black stallion, always appeared in Raen's dreams. Everything else was gone, including the blood horse. There was only him and the black horse. Sitting lightly in the saddle, Raen galloped across the fields in his dreams; the dusty streets flew under Kaeisan's swift hooves, and Raen cheered with happiness. A relaxed smile then lay on his face in his sleep.

The news was not good. Mack approached just as the young man got back on the horse. “Magnificent horse. Does she have a name.” he asked. “Thank you. Her name is Animae. It means soul.” The young man said. “I should probably water her before I put her in the trailer.” He said turning the horse away and taking her to the back through some trees.

“That’s unbelievable.” She sucked in air and her abdomen contracted with desire as she looked down on the six foot tall ebony beauty sitting astride one of the most powerful Black Friesian horses Ari had ever encountered. It’s sleek, ebony coat was a perfect match for Denai’s own rich flesh. Its size made Ari’s own Arabian mare look like a Shetland pony next to it. The colorful turban atop Denai’s shapely head added to the illusion of someone of stately importance -perhaps even royalty- approaching.

****** Crescent Kingdom: That night, Rala and Rava both sneaked out of their respectively chambers and quietly made their towards where the horses are being kept. The girls had disguised themselves. "Should we go with the horses to the Hybrid kingdom. Won't it arouse suspicious towards us?" Rala asked. All the horses where white and white means royalties. Any rider with a white horse are assumed to be royal. Black horses are might for travelers. Unfortunately for the girls the only color of horses in their stable were all white which was what prompted Rala to asked. Giving it a thought Rava nodded her head, "You're right Rala. Riding on the horses would automatically exposed us in hybrid kin

“Keep the line crooked. Kings hate untidy pictures.” General Kael rode with the easy grace of a man who had never been told no by a mirror. His horse was a gray gelding with a scar down the flank and manners better than his rider’s. Kael wore armor that had never seen a pageant, dull steel, practical buckles, no flourish, but over it he had thrown a cloak of wolf-fur dyed a tasteful night. On his head no crown, only a band of black leather set with a small iron sigil: a crescent cracked in two.