Overlord Mare Novels & Stories

Ignoring Damian who clucked in annoyance because of Marcus' random actions. “What about this? Orion?” Marcus asked one of the caretakers to bring out a brown-skinned stallion with a fairly long mane. The horse's body was well-built and looked dashing. There is no doubt about its cleanliness and how it is maintained. Maybe if described it will only make Miya feel jealous. “Is this horse named Orion?” asked Miya who seemed hesitant to stroke the mane of the horse not far from her standing. “Take it slow, Miss. Orion is a docile and approachable breed,” the handler explained.

"We will send our mortal child Windsoul, a white mare from the plains of Arna. She will carry the Princess safely wherever she needs to go! " Her Mate, a pure white stallion, neighed in agreement. Epos had never been more proud of his mate than he was now! A few moments passed and everyone was staring at the Cat Gods. Finally, Ovinnik spoke, "Well you see..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was cuffed over the head by the paw of the Marmalade Queen who sat next to him. "Shut Ovinnik, you take things far too far sometimes! You need to know your place, Tomcat! " Hissed Bastet. She arched her back before continuing, "Don’t think I don't know what happens here and the embarrassment you

I felt worried that something might go wrong if I even did anything extra. Not later than five minutes, Barkov arrived. Queen — my horse with skin the color of coal — slowly appeared. She was tall, but easily the fastest horse I've had the chance of riding. I bought her years ago — a black Arabian horse great at both speed and endurance. “We’ll need to move fast,” I said, placing a hand on Queen’s neck before climbing onto her back. “Where is the guy Jorah gave us?” I looked around, and my gaze finally locked on him.

I replied, tousling his brown locks playfully. As we continued our tour of the stables, Dorian introduced me to the various animals that were housed there. From spirited young colts to wise old mares, each had its own unique personality and story. Dorian's passion for these creatures was evident in the way he spoke about them, and I found myself genuinely enjoying our time together. "Here's Nightwing," Dorian said, leading me to a magnificent black mare with a sleek coat. Nightwing, recognizing me, nickered softly and nuzzled my hand.

Roxanne changed quickly, her eyes shining with excitement. "You look beautiful in anything, my fair princess," Jaxon complimented her as she stepped out. He took her to the stable, where twenty horses of different breeds awaited. There was Sugarplum, a beautiful chestnut mare with a white blaze on her forehead, Noir, a sleek black stallion with a star-shaped marking on his nose, a proud Arabian named Zephyr, a gentle giant of a Shire horse named Thunder, and several others, each with their unique markings and personalities.

Horses are something from movies and racing tracks. That's going to change. Charlotte sits astride a mare; very pretty, with a black mane, tail and lower legs. The rest of her... "I didn't know horses come in pink." James, arms resting on the timber rail of the fence, gives me a side-look. "The colouring pattern is called 'bay roan'. I wouldn't let any of the locals hear you describe her as 'pink' if I were you." I don't care. I watch my wife riding her namesake.

Lian I was proving to be a somewhat decent equestrian with the fact that I somehow managed to successfully stay on Senora's back in battle, despite not having a saddle to help keep me in place. I had to laugh to myself when Senora made the mistake of biting the throat out of some disgusting creature from the underworld and she couldn't get the rotten burnt taste out of her mouth. After that mishap, she decided to stick with using her hooves to kill.

The mare grabbed his attention even when he didn't know that it belonged to her. "Pratap gifted her this mare when Mira was just fourteen years old. The animal was also young, you can say that they have grown up together and Mira was fascinated with this beautiful mare. She named her after her heart shaped mark on her forehead... I must say that Mira has done an exceptional job in training her... Dil is the strongest and fastest one among all." He was proud. Damon smirked. "I want this mare!" Uday looked at him hesitated.

Most importantly his wife's intention. What are your thoughts on this one? Cole asked, pointing to a chestnut stallion who was now edging closer to the front of the wooden stall. Bringing Oliver's talk to an abrupt stop. He stared at the horse as if he hadn't realized it was there before he remembered his lordship's question and took action. Stepping forward for a better view, Oliver examined the horse with a critical eye for a good five minutes before he turned back to his lordship and shook his head pitiful “Fine horse, good height, and high spirit, but not good enough.

They both had bay color for their hair coat, with their face, legs, and underbelly having some white coloration that looked like the snow from the mountain. When the two horses saw Conrad, they neighed at him and waved their tails. “They know you!” “That’s right,” Conrad said with a smile. Fia loved them the moment she laid eyes on them. “They’re both so handsome!” “One is handsome, and the other is pretty.” Conrad pointed to the smaller one. “That’s a mare.” Fia looked at them, excited. “They’re husband and wife?” “Yes.” Conrad felt somewhat delighted when he saw how excited she was.