Chapter 4
I jerk. “What?” A Pegasus? I’ve never met a Pegasus in the flesh before, not even in their human skin, at least as far as I’m aware. They are recluses and keep to themselves, which is understandable considering humans used to hunt them back in the day before we learned what they really were. Hunting and killing Pegasi is strictly forbidden by decree of the Maidens, but I can’t say I blame the race for having a hard time trusting humans again.
“But why did you leave your kin? Surely, it must be risky for you out here all alone. Not everyone is honest and abides by the laws of the Maidens.”
“Ah, but therein lies the problem. I come from a pure and long bloodline of Pegasi but cannot transform. I am forever stuck in my human skin.”
“Is that uncommon?” Most of what I know of Pega
