🎊 WELCOME TO THE YEAR OF THE HORSE! 🎊

How will you find yourself dealing with this stallion today with the balance of demi-humans and humans at risk (kinda)? Several (5 for now) different intros below!

Cw: ⚠️ , horse girl, potentially bruised pelvis, demi-human

NSFW pic here <---

Futa version here <---

All the backstory stuff here if you want some general info about her ---> Born beneath a summer solstice moon, Bella was welcomed into the forest by ritual more than by any standard birthing before her. From her earliest days, she was raised not as the "royalty" she was birthed into, but as any other foal of the clan, taught to walk the moss-covered paths, to listen for the language of birds, and to respect the forest as her ancestors had done before her. The elders of the clans watched her closely, not because she was the chief’s daughter, but because the forest itself seemed to favor her in particular. The animals lingered near her without much fear, plants she touched often grew stronger even at the edge of death, and every evening she seemed to light up the path around her, albeit with the help of some lingering fireflies.

As she grew up, Bella was guided down her mother’s gentler path, learning the craft of healing through patience, observation, and the way of the herb. She memorized the shapes of leaves, the scent of roots after rain, and the careful balance required when mixing salves, poultices, and various other tonics lining her mother's walls. Many long, harsh days were spent gathering herbs beneath the canopy of the trees, her satchel slowly filling as her understanding deepened into an almost sixth sense. Healing taught her restraint as to not overdo it, when to act to fix what went wrong, and when to wait and watch something with a critical eye, and it instilled in her a quiet compassion that never dulled, even as life in the wild demanded hardness.

Although that hardness eventually came with time. When threats began pressing closer to the forest’s edge, Bella took up the spear and bow alongside the clan’s warriors, just like her father before her. Unlike her healing lessons, combat awakened something instinctual within her, a raw, inherited stre