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

There was also another lot on the way, or so it seemed. There were also two foals that would be born soon. She would have to get a place on the mill for the Filly, which she had named Scarlet. Perhaps the mill was also a good training method to teach them to be calm as the younger horses tended to be a handful in the beginning. They could pair the younger horses with an older horse that would keep them on pace to run the mill smoothly.

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.

He was caught off guard last time but this time, he had Jim get him new gauntlets that were acceptable in the ring. As the wheel spun, he put the gauntlets on. They were a pair of plain silver coloured gauntlets that covered his hands all the way to his elbows. The wheel slowed to a stop. "And his opponent," Horr yelled from the middle of the ring. "Dash!" †††††† Name: Dash Age: Hidden Height: 5"8 feet Ability: Dark Dash †††††† Dash was clad in all black that covered every single part of him except for his eyes. He was like a ninja and even used a black dagger that he reverse-gripped.

Back home, she had a black Friesian horse, named Beauty. Muffling her cries, she painfully limped into the ranch hoping to find a horse she could escape on. "Come on, Irina." She mumbled as she limped her way up to the large brown, wooden shed, where she found lots of horses gathered. Tears of joy filled her heart, and she felt herself laugh and cry as well. Pressing her phone in her palm, Irina rushed up to a beautiful white Moreisian horse, and began to pet it.

First, Ray had met with the foreman to get an update on inventory. Then he met with a man who had a pretty filly the he wanted to produce. Of course, Ray had shown him Whisper. He was impressed with the albino, but he liked Nicklaus, Ray’s favorite horse, more. Nicklaus was a thoroughbred in his own right. The owner of the female felt they would make a better match. Ray had never used Nicklaus to stud before, but the horse was still pretty young and sturdy. They discussed price and when, and then they parted ways.

“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.

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.