Zaleek And His Quiet Rider

Jaye ran her delicate fingers down Zaleek's perfectly rounded, black cheek. Once her fingertips reached the end she raised them again and this time began at the star on Zaleek's forehead. His silky, short coat was smooth against the skin on her fingers as she stroked his fine head. His large eyes were half closed as he rested in his stall and his ears flopped lazily. He let out a content sigh and bobbed his head slightly. Jaye smiled, her deep green eyes lighting up. She leaned forward and began to whisper into Zaleek's slim ears, telling him how beautiful he was.

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