The Children of the Deneb (1)
The humid air blew straight into Arianell's face. Something ticklish brushed against her cheek.
"Thunder, don't touch…" Her head tilted to the side and landed on something coarse, so she quickly woke up. Just as she opened her eyes, the horse's nostrils welcomed her. The stallion stood before her like a dark mountain, protecting her drowsy face from the sunlight.
"Ah, it's just you, Ash." The puppies weren't seen from the night the strange man appeared, but she wasn't worried about them. Her back was stiff from sleeping in the wrong position for the whole night, so she slowly stretched out.
The house was still empty, only she and the horse were present.
"He can die in some back alley, I don't care anymore…" she said annoyed.