Felicivargas

'Stable duties. Great.' A [h/c] girl groaned as she brushed the golden mane of a white thoroughbred.   'Never had I gotten punished before!!! Where the heck is the damn horse-face when he is supposed to be here cleaning the stables too?!' "Whoa!! [F/n]!!! How did you do that?!"   'Speak of the devil. Long live, Kirschtein,' the female rolled her [e/c] eyes at Jean's sudden outburst from the entrance. "Do what?" "Tame that horse!! That horse had never allowed anyone to go near him, let alone touch him...well, except the commander." "Oh? I didn't know that..." she muttered, slightly surprised. The stallion had no problem with her ever since