The best laid plans
He answered, carefully keeping the eagerness out of his voice as he turned his gaze towards the squirming dappled mare. vanir barely heard any of that, all she knew was panic. she was female, oh god she couldn't go back to town like this!
A Tale Of Two Horses Act Two
The dapple mare rests her elbows on the bar looking at me expectantly.
Scent by Hound
He told her, the pair now walking towards their only horse, a large and reliable dappled mare named dolly.
Ch. 11 Merge Adapt
The larger of the two a dappled horse turned and pointed at what he had been blocking before "tanner is this is the eighth time this has happened to him today and he can't understand the issue with the module".
Sentinel
The dappled mare seemed docile as the fox saddled her. he looked to me with a soft smile. “come meet her."
Unexpected Guest
It was a plush grey dappled stallion, he was over fed and sleek looking, his head held up in the air with ears pricked forward.
Shared Glory
A dappled mare. she looked like a businesswoman just like herself, jenny thought. except for, well, that she was clearly less professional. a suit jacket and a skirt, both black, leaving only a little contrast between them and her grey fur.
The Kelpie's Bargain: Savior
The colt ducked his head and peered back to where the dappled stallion looked over the assembled zebras with a slight smile on his face. "pisces saved me." "if that is true then we are in your debt."
Life is Kind #1
The grey dapple stallion had earned a degree graphic design and now enjoyed working from home doing freelance jobs for multiple clients. he'd gotten that foot in the door, and it now showed.
Zion - LotNM Character Prologue (Elias Hewen - 1st Draft)
A dapple stallion, mane faded by age and covered in stone dust, came stumbling from the direction of the crippled crane. gasping from exertion, he was trying to say something urgently to elias between his heaving breaths. elias wasn't listening.
A Tale of Two Horses Act 4
I lean over the bar whispering to the dapple mare. the black horse looks up as i approach his table, a wastepaper basket in one hand and two full glasses of bright amber liquid in the other.
Sometimes You Gotta Run Away
Thoroughly satiated, the dappled stallion-girl rested her head against the mare's back, feeling sweat popping out on her silvered coat.