Call a horse a horse, her Great Aunt’s voice echoed in Leda’s memory as she stubbornly stared down her opposing teammates. The animals in question were grazing behind the group, whuffling contentedly as they made short work of the local wildflowers. She could care less what Dr. Feldstone wanted to christen the deep magenta mammal. It had four legs, fur and was going to be used for transportation… it was a horse.
Tags: Genre: Science Fiction
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