Novel & Cerita Long Horse

Rhea didn't finished what she was about to say because i cut her off. "And ponies are tiny little horses with long hair and short tiny legs," I said. "So it's basically a show full of hybrid horses," Jordan laughs and I joined him. "Don't you guys know the difference between unicorn and a horse?" Cora asked with her raised eyebrow. "Ofcourse we do, don't we, Jordan?" I asked Jordan with a grinn and he nods vigorously like he was head banging. "Absolutely, a unicorn is a horse with a horn, and a horse is a unicorn without a horn," Jordan proudly answered and I gave him an applause.

It took away from that hard image I worked to project. I turned to see the little boy I had spotted on the porch yesterday. I smiled, appreciating his curiosity. “Yes, it is. She’s a mare. Her name is Fiona.” “What’s a mare?” “A mare is a girl horse,” I answered, trying to keep it simple. “This particular horse is called a paint.” “A paint?” he asked, scrunching up his nose. “What’s that?” I laughed, realizing I was probably giving the poor kid way too much information. “A paint is a type of horse, like a bulldog is a type of dog.”

"Kitchen door.. Help me check if it's open." At that rotten moment, Luke stumbled in, a puzzled look on his face. "Urm.. Guys? The back door's open and the lock is on the floor. Also, the Wi-Fi was disconnected and Mr Hamilton complained about seeing someone sneaking on the house." Seeing my stricken expression, he continued," it gets worse. I found a letter tucked underneath the door." "what does it say? " Liz said, taking Becca's arm and leading her to the sofa. " Not much. It says ' game on. '"

August's POV This feels so awesome. How come I just rode a big dolphin? Yes, you read it correctly. A freaking huge bottle-nose dolphin. Oh, haven't I identified yet? It's like a horse when it's under the sea and a water horse when it's on the surface. Why do they still call it water horse, when they can call it sea horse? The sea horse is more suitable there than the water horse. But I didn't think too much about it because it was just stressful.

"Well, the thing is you're a little late. The best horses have been taken by some guards." "So do you have a solution to this cause I need a horse," She frowned. From the tone of his voice, there was something fishy about it. "I do but you might not like it," he said, glancing at Cage. "What is it?" "The second fastest horse is inside but it's small and short. It's the child of His Majesty's horse. Just a few years old," he explained. "Get it for me. The hunt is about to start," Lara told him, looking around with a satisfied smile on her face.

When she was done, she headed to the stables to pick a horse. "This is Hurricane, the champion of the last Northon Equestrian Competition. This horse is rambunctious and difficult to tame. No one has been able to tame it after its owner retired from the scene. Given its skill, it can compete on national and even international racecourses, but it's a pity that its owner retired. It isn't willing to cooperate with anyone else. "Many people came, trying to ride it. Some were skillful enough and barely managed to, but the chemistry between horse and rider just wasn't there.

**** When they were done swimming, Nathan suggested that they unhitch the horses from the cart and go for a ride, and as relaxed as she was, Crystal thought that it was a novel idea - and so it was that they were coming over a hill when Christine spotted them. Nathan was riding a black horse, which was his special riding horse. It had black fur with a white marking on the forehead, making it look noble and elegant. Crystal was riding the brown horse, Zeus, which was Christine’s special horse, and when she saw the other woman riding her horse, her ire began to rise. She brought her hand to her mouth and whistled.

"Yes, thank you very much. Here to pay. And do it soon because I really need to be somewhere now." The young man approached the computer and began typing on the keyboard using his two index fingers. It resembled a caveman attempting to communicate with a machine. After inputting who-knew-what for a while, he squinted and grinned at Cirilla. "Darling, you've rented that horse for six hours. It's a high-quality purebred horse from Ansela. Each hour with that beauty costs over $5,000, so it comes to over $30,000 for six hours. Technically, it's $30,600, but I'm feeling generous today. Let's settle on an even $30,000."

I look at him. "She is beautiful. Honestly, if you put a horn on this horse she could pass as a unicorn", I slowly stroke her body, she is perfect. "She is an Andalusian horse, Jaguar is a Friesian horse and fish, well fish is a fish" I laugh shaking my head, he is far from a fish, and Jaguar is beautiful and black, he reminds me of the story black beauty. "Okay Fish is a Knabstrupper, I had hoped MJ would look at the spots and call him Dalmatian, spot, but no he got fish" I laugh, the horse is unusual I have never seen a horse with spots.

We arrived at a stable next and I gasped at the beauty of the horses, a particular brown Mare caught my attention. I reached out and stroked her fur, the horse neighed softly and relaxed in my hand. I smiled at the stable manager, he smiled back. “Does nobody ride these horses?” I asked the young boy who looked less than 20. “His Highness rides the horse from time to time. Shimer is his horse, the pure black breed at the extreme.” He pointed towards it. I nodded and turned and sure enough, a majestic black horse was at the extreme, it was in its own world nibbling on the carrots. It paid us no attention. I smiled, “Like owner, like horse.”