MysticHorse27

“Well?” Leaf asked. “What do you think?”
She sounded, Slash thought, entirely too proud about a little patch of forest. Slash was too tired to point out that this was an ordinary piece of woods, so she just said, “It's okay.”
“Just okay?” Leaf sounded crestfallen. “Not impressive?” Before Slash could reply, the green dragoness leapt into the air. “Come on!”
Slash glanced back at Thunder, incredulous. “I have to fly? Just where is this castle?”
“Up,” Thu... Read Full Chapter

Arabella was in a little bit of a tight spot. Her smaller problem was that she might have to cross the road. An exit veered away from the highway right in front of, busy and loud. Her bigger problem, however, was that she had no idea if her family had taken the exit or stayed on the highway.
With a sigh Arabella thought, Well, it's a fifty-fifty. Might as well just pick one. She raised her head and studied the two roads. Highway or exit? The exit looked harder to follow; it le... Read Full Chapter

Fjörður looked over his paddock fence, at the Idaho plains that lay out before him, and grimaced. He hated the place. Iceland had been so much better. But he was stuck with Idaho.
Now Fjörður knew what his master had said, back in Iceland. “En við erum að fara til Ameríku.” We’re going to America.
Fjörður would have left, to canter back to the country he loved, back to Iceland. Yet . . . he loved Iceland, but he also loved his master. He couldn’t just . . . leave his owner.
Fjörður... Read Full Chapter