•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

Prince of Horses change (41)

What does the little mouse think she is?

Aizawa snorted and went to paw with his off front leg. Little mouse tapped him on the nose just enough to make a point, "No. You do not behave like that. Especially around women..."

Once more time Shota froze.

'Especially around women...' Huh, point for little mouse.

Aizawa felt childish. He was a samurai and didn't behave childish around women even if foreigners. The stallion pulled on the reins and lowered his head to inspect the 5' nothing of a mouse (though guess still not much difference in height in Japan if not smaller). The girl reached out and let him smell her hand. She smelled of lilies and fresh grass. His stomach rumbled as he was now hungry.

Aizawa pulled again on the reins to get more freedom of his head and this time the girl blew her breath in his nostrils. Shota remembered horses would greet each other, often that way. It was calming and nice. He was talking but not with words. He flipped his nose so the small woman rubbed his soft black nose once more and blew again. The stallion relaxed his body and just stood still with soft, heavy lidded eyes.

"Good job Miss Ferra. The stallion has never relaxed like that with anyone," Toshi states. "Would you be interested in a job taking care of Shota? I need to get him groomed up and in shape for a horse race in front of the royals in six weeks."

"Captain Lucio I can't do that! Women aren't supposed to ride horses let alone train them..."Celeste Ferra replied.

"Uh huh, we will discuss this later. Besides Shota needs his feet reshoed. I will bring him by tomorrow," Toshi told Celeste.

"Aah okay. I will make sure my papa is available for you and Shota."

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The next morning around what is the time of 10 am for us, Toshi arrived with Shota, the fiendish black stallion.

"Good morning Captain Lucio," then Celeste turned to Shota and bowed to the stallion.✓"Ohayo Gozaimasu Shota-san."

The black stallion froze in mid pawing his front feet. Shota blinked and shook his head. Mausu didn't just greet him in Japanese did she?

Did the Captain teach her?

Maybe, the grumpy samurai turned stallion, could give the pip squeak of a girl named Celeste Ferra a chance. 'Fuck. He could be in worse hands like hauling back breaking coal or a three hundred pound man with cruel hands.'

Shota the stallion would give her a better time than the rest. Maybe she would learn more Japanese from Captain Toshi and speak to him when she worked with him. It was something to look forward to too.

Blacksmith Ferra and Lucio began to discuss Celeste working with Shota. Toshi was so into the conversation that he dropped the lead rope. Little Mausu, as Shota liked to call her now in his head, just picked up the rope then took him to a nice patch of spring grass. Shota began hungrily yanking on the grass and pulling hard on each bite. Once in awhile the grass came up roots and all.

"Tsh, Shota! Gimme that!" Celeste scolded him softly.

Shota simply looked at her and shook his head in which all the dirt sprinkled the young woman. Celeste pulled the dirt clod and roots from his mouth. Not that Shota didn't make it a pulling contest to start with.