There was a flash of light. When the light cleared, the leader of the rebels had become a red roan mare, the sort that would be seen pulling stumps on a farm. The rebels cried out in shock.
“She is a witch!”
“Run, before she transforms us all!” The rebels scattered and ran off, leaving behind the mare that had once been their leader. The mare also panicked and ran away, disappearing into the woods. Anya patted Sassy’s neck.
“Excellent work, my dear. I am glad to see the amulet’s magic will work, even if you cannot speak the verbal command.” Sassy whickered, pleased by the praise. Anya pressed her heels into Sassy’s sides. They continued making their way down the road. They came to a stop, however, when Anya heard a suspicious noise in the woods. She tugged on Sassy’s reins, directing her off the road and into the woods. They followed the noise to a clearing where, to Sassy’s shock, the black stallion that had mated with her earlier was now vigorously mating the red roan mare that had once been a rebel.
The mare, at least, seemed to be enjoying herself. Eventually, the stallion dismounted. Semen dripped from the mare’s pussy; clearly the stallion had been mating with her for quite some time. The stallion whinnied proudly and galloped off. Before the mare could get away, Anya pulled a length of rope out of one of Sassy’s saddlebags, tied it into a loop, and gently lassoed the red roan.
“She will fetch a pretty price,” Anya remarked. “Particularly given that the stallion impregnated her.” Sassy whickered curiously. Understanding the question, Anya answered. “I recognize the stallion. He is from one of the most virile stud farms in the kingdom. Those stallions frequently impregnate mares with one attempt. With as many attempts as he had? No doubt this former rebel is with foal.” Anya smiled at the mare. “I will call her Berries.”
Berries seemed to be a very docile mare, happily following Sassy and Anya as they continued down the road. Sassy’s mind whirled as they walked, panicking over the stallion mating with her before. Was she with foal? At this point, she couldn’t do anything. She could only hope.
Finally, they arrived at the place Anya intended to sell Berries to.