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Mavix glided to a halt. The enormous structure that they were in front of had to be his home. There were balconies everywhere. The perfect place for a big cat to curl in the sun.
"This is my home."
"I guessed as much." As soon as Axom lifted her overnight bag from the trunk and closed it, the car turned back into a horse and scampered off.
"Where is Mavix going?"
"Probably to play with the other steeds. There are over thirty of them here." He opened the door without a key and she shook her head. This didn't need to be a gated community. Who would steal from one of the Wild Hunt and live to tell the tale?
Chuckling, she followed Axom as he gave her the tour of the house, including the odd hallways that led nowhere and the endless doors to the balconies. "So, I am guessing you like windows? Lying in the sun?"
"And wandering around the house naked. There is a reason that you can't see any of my neighbours' houses from here."
"Is strutting naked an elf thing? Or is it just you?"
"It's a shifter thing. The less clothing you have on, the faster the shift."
Her bag was now in one of the guestrooms. "Do you have time trials for something like that?" They were on their way to the living room. Carolyn claimed the sofa with her arms spread wide.
He laughed, a nice dark comfortable laugh. "We do when we are learning. Now it is simply a matter of pride."
"Feline pride or personal pride?"
He barked another laugh. "Both."
"So. What is on the agenda for today? Fishing? Are you going to bake cookies?"
He sat back in the recliner. "I thought that you would like to go for a run. Full out. In public."
This was better than gettingflowers and chocolates. "Are you serious? Won't anyone notice?"
"Everyone will notice, but no one will judge you for it. In Silverwood, the extraordinary is the everyday."
"You should put that on the Welcome to Silverwood sign."
Posted December 29, 2011
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