Pony Oc Novels & Stories

Cody said, “We fixed up a schedule and the boys seem to be doing well with it.” Damon laughed and said “I told my grandfather about them, even sent him the picture that Hunter here took. He said if you ever want to sell one, he wants first offer.” Cody laughed and said, “I don’t think that’ll be a problem, with most racing is about making a living, with Angel she loves these animals and for a girl who doesn’t know how to ride they love her. That quarter horse she brought home today will literally follow her anywhere she goes. I’ve never seen anything like it in my life.”

I go limp in their arms and laugh along with them. Going out apparently means The Gruesome Pony, a hole-in-the-wall tavern in the town that is slowly regrowing outside the walls of the palace. Almost everything here still bears the burn scars of Gavin’s conquering, but the Pony is worse than most—it doesn’t have a roof, just charred walls stretching up into nothingness. Tek, who set me down as soon as we left the palace walls, nudges me. “Ozkan swears he’s never putting a roof back on.”

Roscoe said pulling them back to reality. Chuckling between the two men, Evie only observed, “They hate the Ranch.” “Yes, but every room and stall are booked all weekend.” He shook his head. “I don’t get it. But you were right, it’s popular as hell.” “People like to come to Texas for their pony play.” Evie said happily between her men. “Pony play?” Ink asked. “Yeah. Act like a damned horse.” Roscoe said pulling Evie out from between them. “Who are you riding with?”

Noah cried, causing Evelyn to smile as she wrapped her arms around her dad and Nadja. “I think it's okay to do both, Daddy,” ~ “What???... They found hybrid dragons?” Noah said, shocked. The Omega stared at her wide-eyed, digesting what he had just been told. “We have more sky ponies?” Noah asked softly, and Evelyn smiled. “Yes, Daddy, we have more sky ponies. Lots of sky ponies!”

It must’ve been correct because l’Airone’s face lit up, and she clapped her hands. Mage Jaye said, “Make the heron into a pony, please.” I had been expecting her to ask for a bluejaye, not a pony, but I obliged. A white pony, complete with saddle, stood in front of us, letting out a loud whiny. “How about a donkey?” Swan requested. Again, the animal form shifted to create a donkey, crying, “Hee haw, hee haw!” I put a pack and a blanket on its back, like I’d seen in some old western movies.

Kie nods, "I see that." Niklaus walks up with his gift, she excitedly opens it, it's a gift of one year of Pony riding lessons at a local stable and a note that says if she does well he'll buy her her own pony on her next birthday! she squeals with excitement as she runs to me showing me her gift,

Then I finally let Larkin out to play. Nicole's P.O.V. I took a few steps back while Eli shifted. All his bones cracked simultaneously, he fell onto all fours, which were already paws. White fur covered his lower have then it slowly faded to smokey gray at the top. He was at the very least 3x my size. As big as an absurdly large horse. I looked up-glaring past the sun- to watch the color fade from his eyes, only to be replaced by pitch-black iris's. And just like that, he was done shifting. It had taken at least 3-4 seconds, while mine had taken closer to a minute.

Lea couldn't be seen around because she extended her off due to unfinished transactions. "Aunt, that's gross!" Catie mocked Iris's coloring skills. She colored a little pony and shaded her tail in orange. Hilarious you may say. "This is what my pony looks like," Iris was trying to defend her shade. "No, I have never seen a pony with an orange tail!" Catie insisted. Well, she stuck to what she knew because when we were in Kentucky, she have seen many horses around and had never sighted even a single horse with an orange tail. I could only shake my head and suppress a laugh at how mischievous the two of them were. I felt glad Catie was having a bright day and did not throw a tantrum.

But now, as they pulled up the winding drive toward a French château-style mansion nestled in the secluded hills of Springhollow, the whole thing felt like a mistake. Pony had only agreed for one reason which was closure. “Do you even know what today is?” Her voice was steady at first, but her hands trembled at her sides. Her face had lost all color, and her lashes blinked rapidly, betraying the glossiness in her eyes. “I thought you'd remember.”

they chimed in unison, their little voices brimming with anticipation. Earl glanced back at me and I nodded in approval before he began to led us toward the stables, where a row of ponies stood patiently, their eyes gentle and curious. The kids' faces lit up as they approached the magnificent creatures, their small hands reaching out to stroke their soft noses. Emily's eyes sparkled with delight as she stood before a dappled gray pony. "Uncle Lin, look at Misty! She's so beautiful!" Ethan, captivated by a sturdy chestnut pony, exclaimed, "And Rocky looks strong and fast! He's going to be my partner!"