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She then moves a little closer and gently pets the horse's mane, feeling the softness of its fur beneath her fingertips. Sunny whispers, "You are the most beautiful horse I've ever seen but you're not real, are you?" The horse tilts its head slightly. It lets out a gentle neigh. Sunny's eyes widen with wonder, and she can't help but smile, feeling a sense of magic in the air, but as she looks back down at her blood soaked night gown, she can only help but feel a twinge of fear and confusion.

She rose with it. Her skin rippled. Her vision sharpened. And with a blinding pulse of golden-white light— She shifted. The tribe gasped as one. Before them stood a powerful buckskin mare, gold like sunrise, with dark legs and a raven mane streaked with sun-bleached strands. A white blaze marked her forehead, and her eyes—still Serenya’s eyes—blazed the color of a wild sky before a storm. For a long time, no one moved.

"I think that I will call you Sunset, and I am thinking of a name to call your sister." The female foal trotted over to Ella (Rosabella), and Ella (Rosabella) gave her a pat on the neck. The female foal's skin is Amarath red legs, alloy orange body, aureolin yellow neck and head, floral white tail and mane. Ella (Rosabella) remembered waking up before sunrise, and she announced. "I think that I will call you Sunrise, and I hope that your mother will love the names that I have just given you as well as your brother." Snow nodded her head, and Ella (Rosabella) knew that she had made a good choice of names. But Ella (Rosabella) heard something, and it was coming from the house.

“ We have to hurry bro . “ said Luna . “ I bought the fastest stylist in the industry . They will definitely create a new look for her in less than twenty minutes . Just as Massimo predicated , in less than fifteen minutes they were done . The door of the limousine opened and everyone remained stunned when they looked at Luna . She was wearing a light classic purple coloured suit with a while classic shirt made of silk underneath up to her collar . Her hair were naturally with wide curls so they just combed it and styled it , putting a small golden hair accessory . As for her shoes , she had gotten a pair of classic white . “ Wow , Luna , you look stunning . “ said Mel .

I decided to name him Loki, continuing with Aunt Kim’s Norse God theme, and Everly wants to run an online contest for the rescue’s social media followers to name the gray mare. We’re taking them, along with the three ponies Jacob is hauling, right to the clinic. He already talked to Crystal, who set up stalls. They’ll stay there until we can be sure they’re healthy and not contagious; though, Jacob told me not to be surprised if the mare needs to stay longer. She’s in rough shape and lacks the light in her eyes Pongo has, looking like she’s completely given up since her previous owners gave up on her.

He said with a puffed out chest and proud tone. Among the horses, there was Septa, a spirited mare with a coat that mirrored the vibrant colors of a sunrise. Her mane and tail flowed like liquid fire, weaving a tapestry of brilliance as she galloped through the meadows. By her side was Midnight, a stallion with a coat as dark as the night sky, adorned with stars that glimmered with a celestial glow. In a corner stall stood labroha, a gentle mare with a coat as pure as moonlight itself. She possessed an ethereal beauty that captivated all who gazed upon her, and her presence radiated a soothing calmness that whispered of forgotten secrets.

After drying off, she pulled on a fresh outfit and brushed her hair into a neat ponytail. Without wasting another moment, she headed down to the first floor for breakfast. --- The dining hall buzzed with conversation and laughter. On one side sat the omegas. At the head of the other table sat her father, with her mother by his side and the other high-blood wolves she recognized. Her uncle and Harold sat beside Thalia, who was beaming. Beta Kelvin was smiling. Knox sat nearby, dressed in a black suit, his hair tied back in a sleek ponytail. The sunlight highlighted the sharp angles of his face.

***Bella*** Finally, I am right where I belong. Bella parker, the Luna of the strongest pack in the north and mate to the strongest and most feared Alpha. I am indeed on top of the world. I looked at my reflection from the mirror in front of me and smiled at my beauty. I have always been a queen even in high school and tonight these maids had done a great job in dolling me up. “You all get out now” I yelled at them and laugh as they scurried away with fear. That’s right you lowlifes,fear your Luna.

She slipped into the faded jeans and soft sweater Pony had brought her, before she sat back down on the edge of the bed, crouching forward as her hands brushed her thighs. “You shouldn’t leave yet,” Pony said, smacking her lips softly. Niya turned to see her best friend leaning against the med cart, though her weight barely rested on it. Pony’s long blonde hair, streaked with brown roots, was tied in its usual side braid. She wore a plain blue long-sleeved shirt as Niya tried to piece together what made her temples throb. Pony's golden-brown eyes fixed on Niya with a bluntness that was hard to ignore.

"You're delusional," This time, Blue did glare. She simply couldn't help it. "No, I'm your show pony—if you want me to so desperately marry rich, you should set me up with him," Delusional was a trigger word for any hormonal female—that, and crazy or nuts or anything of the like. And hormonal was exactly what she had found herself to be in recent times. Let it be her change in birth control brand or her declining appetite, she couldn't seem to get a grip of herself.