The Third Time

The black stallion nuzzled her nose on Lior's face causing a small laugh to leave his lips as he brought out the apple hidden under his shirt. "Got me,"

Kenji who stood in another shed, brushing a white horse snorted. "Achilles is something else. If someone had tried hiding her snack, she'd walk all over them."

Lior still had the remnants of a smile on his face as she ate the apple in his hand, patting the place behind her neck as he said, "She has to trust you aren't punishing her first. That's all, really."

Achilles had been Kenji's eighteenth birthday gift and she was named that way because when his Father had gotten him from a horse dealer that said she was a male, and they believed because she looked powerful, and was horribly violent.

A week after they had brought her back, no one was able to get close to her without having her hooves in their face so Kenji had brought her to the Royal Veterinary to be checked on, left for a few minutes and returned to find her licking Lior's ha