Rainbow Dash Filly Novels & Stories

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.

I got the stable keepers to get her pony ready and I got my horse ready and I was going to take her up the trail to the rainbow waterfall. I also let Cayden's men know so that I could have security around the area, I went to her room, and she was coloring in her coloring book, I went over and said, "Get dressed honey, I am taking you somewhere special." She said, "I don't want to go," and I said, "It's important and we are taking Polly," she tried to hide her smile but she loves Polly the pony. I had packed snacks and a blanket and we headed up the trail, I could see her little smile. She loved this, Polly was white and had a rainbow mane and tail. She had rainbow eye color she was just beau

Kara was busy training the foal; she was now used to people and she was learning about the lead rope. Kara had named her Scarlet, since she was reddish brown and she seemed to have the perfect disposition to work on the ranch. She was eager to please and loved the attention, not to mention that she was a fast learner, all of those were good traits for a good working horse.

Charlotte McCartney At the stable “Now here is Aussie. She's a Fallabella, one of the rarest breeds in the world as well as the rarest breed of horses we have here. Isn't she a darling? And here is Rawrunner we call him that because of how fast he runs, he has won every single race we have signed him off he's more less my favorites”, George said moving from horse to horse. It was obvious that George was having more fun on this tour than most of us. Clearly the boy loved his job.

She just allowed her gelding to take its cues from the other horses around us, desperate enough to take that chance. My eyes dropped back to the white ears of the mare I had been given to ride. She looked like she had been bred for royalty. She was a gorgeous dapple grey with her head mostly white while her back end looked like she had a dark grey blanket thrown over her with snowflakes covering her. She had the fullest feathers I had ever seen on a horse and they swayed gracefully around her hooves with every step she took. She was built to be sturdy and for stamina, not speed. And she was perfect.

Fucking Christ, this horse was like batman! "SINCE YOU CALLED ME A PONY, WE WILL TRAVEL IN A WAY FIT FOR PONIES! THAT WILL TEACH YOU A LESSON!" What was even going on right now?! The nightsteed flew into the air until a black and white rainbow materialized underneath its hooves. It spread over the sky, and the nightsteed landed on the damn thing. "What the hell is happening?" "I'm taking you to your mate." "You're running over an emo rainbow!"

If that wasn't enough to make him feel better, then nothing was, Carter thought to himself as he opened the gate and went inside the paddock. It was amazing how much the little foal had grown in two months. He was still all legs and odd angles, but the grace of his sire was starting to show. He was a deep black with white forelegs and a star on his forehead. Star Dreamer was an appropriate name for him.

“Old Blaze here is a Friesian. He is very gentle even though he looks scary. Hailey, you will be riding him." Giving Bruce a shocked look, I could just nod. How on earth am I supposed to get on that massive horse and jump? The other horse was smaller, about 11 hands with a flashing patterned coat. “Daisy here is a Pony of the Americas. She will be yours, Fraya”, Bruce says as he hands her the rains. Why must I have the large one? Is there no smaller one? I know I am not thin, but I do not think that I need one this big.

she began. "Not too long ago, a mama race horse, often called a mare, gave birth to three wonderful kids. Two males, called colts, and a female, called a filly. Their life was definitely going to be one of bliss and prosperity since they were the children of a talented and world-renowned race horse. They were supposed to have their whole life ahead of them. But one day, mama race horse made a big mistake while jumping over one of the steeples during an important race. She fell down and all her body weight came crashing down on her leg, breaking a number of bones. She was never going to be able to walk again, talk less of being able to race anymore. Just like that, one of the only things she

I assure him, determination burning bright in my eyes. Rhaenan finally assists me onto the horse after several failed attempts, and I settle atop the majestic beast with a triumphant smile. He mounts his own horse, a striking brown steed with a distinctive white patch between its eyes. In contrast, mine is a white beauty with a mane of flowing black hair, an unexpected yet captivating combination.