It didn't take long for the two to realize that a flying herbivore and an earthbound carnivore really didn't have that much in common. Mary wanted to hunt and Ethel wanted to experiment more with flying, so they agreed to go their separate ways and meet back at Ethel's house.
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The white werepegasus mare landed gracefully next to the prostrate brown werepegasus mare and gave a cruel laugh. "Well, well, how does it feel to get fucked by a real stallion? I'll have to try that myself sometime."
"You set me up." said the brown mare.
"Yeah, I kind of did. But think of the fun we'll have together now! We can braid each other's manes and gossip about stallions! You'll be the little sister I never had!"
"Great" said the brown mare, with no enthusiasm whatsoever.
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Run low into the night. Catch the scent of prey. Stalk it noiselessly. Pounce. Seize it in your toothy jaw. Shake it hard, break its neck, eat the steaming flesh and guts. Crunch the bones, suck out the marrow, gobble it down. Lick the blood from your jaws.
Mary had never felt more alive.
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Spread your wings. Run, take off. Soar across the heavens. Look down at the world below. Look up at the sky. Feel yourself perfectly balanced between the two.
Ethel had never felt more alive.