Centauriad 1 - Daughter Of The Centaurs - Plot & Excerpts
Neal Featherhoof says. “If you die, Orion will have me turned out for a certainty, and despite all its shortcomings, Mount Kheiron is my home.” “I’ll do my best,” Malora says. “How far from the bush are we?” “It’s right across the river, just ahead of us. There is a reliable supply of ostriches over there, probably because I’ve never come close to killing even one.” Malora says, “Give me a hand and I’ll mount up here. Bolt and I might as well continue to get to know one another.” Neal makes a stirrup of his hands and boosts her up onto Bolt’s slender back. “Now you look much more like yourself,” Neal says approvingly. Malora grins down at him. She feels more like herself. It is good to have a horse beneath her again, even if it is a delicate and skittish one. Neal stands back and eyes the shimmying horse uneasily. “Will she tolerate you on her back?” “That is the idea.” The skin beneath Malora’s seat twitches. She senses that Bolt is itching to rid herself of this strange new burden.
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