Tebridiar felt glorious that Aleksi appreciated her wilder form. Well, she was a horse after all… the animal every Drykas lived for.
It was perfect, in a way.
She felt a comfortable weight settle on her back as Aleksi leapt on top of her. It felt relaxing, nice. She hadn’t been ridden much before. Only really by her Master, the younger children of the kind old farmer who she had lived with in her younger years and… well, that was it. No one else had ridden her… yet it felt like more. Tebridiar hadn’t seen what she looked like in her horse form, not for years. Not since she was a foal… except only briefly in reflections in water as she galloped by.
She became aware that she must have grown, she was able to take the weight of her future weight, and she must be heavier than her old, wizened Master. She then became painfully aware that it must be visible, on her back. She was sure any bumps or broken bones and things transferred to the Kelvics wild form. Hopefully Aleksi was sitting on top of it.
Tebridiar shook her head from side to side, making her mane flow and wave around prettily. She wanted to look as radiant as possible. She twitched her flanks and the muscles at her shoulders, waiting for some encouragement from Aleksi to tell her to start galloping on to Endrykas. She wanted to gallop around the city for a bit, she hadn’t done that in a long time.