“He was waiting there for her beside the pool - a great black horse with shoulders like polished ebony and the water still streaming from his mane and tail. Morag stood and looked at him for a long moment. The great horse looked at her and never moved. “Will you trust me?” he had asked her the evening before, and she had trusted him then. She trusted him now, and so she walked towards him. She grasped his mane, and still the black horse never moved. She stood on a stone beside him, swung herself onto his back, and the black horse moved.” HorseScotlandKelpieLoch NessMythologicalWater Horse Book:The Kelpie's Pearls Source: The Kelpie's Pearls
“Only an idiot would trust a Kelpie this close to the water. Getting on its back with the scent of the sea in the air would be a fast, painful means of suicide, and I'm not a fan of pain.” DangerFaerieFairiesKelpieMythological BeastWater HorseWaterhorse Book:Rosemary and Rue Source: Rosemary and Rue