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and tail cantered out from the trees.
When the horse stopped in front Bre, it bowed then rubbed against
Bre’s arm.
    Bre smiled as she stared into the eyes
of the gorgeous steed. What she saw was a storm of grey clouds and
flashes of lightning that brewed in his eyes. He was wild and
dangerous at heart, a formidable force of nature. Bre knew the
horse would protect her and her family at any cost.
    “What is his name? His eyes are like a
storm, should I call him Stormy?” Breanna chuckled at the name, but
the horse stomped his foot in disagreement. “Ha-ha, ok, not
Stormy.”
    “His name is Whisper. He can move
quietly surprising your enemies. He is both aggressive and
defensive; whichever you need him to be.”
    “Do you have any more animals to add
to my collection?” chuckled Breanna.
    Eoghan smiled, displaying his
show-stopping smirk again. It made Breanna blush.
    “ One more. Leora!” Eoghan
yelled.
    A white and black tiger proudly walked
out from behind the Oak tree.
    However unnerved the tiger made
Breanna at first, she felt a peaceful sensation sweep over her.
Breanna did not have to gaze into her eyes to understand who she
was. This striking feline was empathic, but she was more than that.
She could not only feel the emotions of those around her, but also
create them.
    Eoghan immediately explained knowing
Leora was difficult to understand. “Leora, means peace in Greek.
She is a fighter due to being a tiger. However, her abilities to
you are to keep you calm in stressful situations. She can affect
your enemies as well. Her downside is that her powers are limited
to a certain amount of people. If she is attacking, she cannot use
her powers to calm you. If she is channeling a vast amount of your
allies, she cannot affect your enemies. Since she can feel your
emotions, she knows exactly what you need and where she needs to
be. This will give you a great advantage in battle.”
    When Bre tried to ask a question,
Eoghan cut her off again. “You need to understand that you can
communicate with these animals, both verbally and
telepathically.”
    Breanna looked at Eoghan as if he was
insane, “What exactly are you saying?”
    “You belong to them and I know you
feel that. They are a part of you. Your soul is connected to
theirs. Your powers are their powers.”
    Eoghan continued, “Now back to how
quickly we got here. Whisper carried us here. Your animals run
faster than any other animal known to man. We needed to get to a
safe place for you to recuperate. We arrived here in the Forest of
Tásúil yesterday. It translates as the Forest of Hope. It is a
sanctuary for Celts. No harm can come to any Celt while in the
forest. It provides a natural shield against enemies of the
Gàidheals, Druid clans like my own.”
    “You’re not making any sense. I am not
a Druid, I’m Etruscan. Royal Etruscan,” Bre stubbornly folded her
arms across her chest.
    Annoyed and exasperated, Eoghan said,
“You are not royalty of anything anymore.”
    Breanna rolled her eyes
and gave an irritated sigh. “You’re telling me that I have powers,
powers only known to exist to the gods and that I lost my kingdom. You are
daft if you expect to believe any of this.”
    “Breanna think back to when we tried
to leave the palace, when we tried to find the passage out of that
horrible room. What do you remember?”
    Breanna tried to think back but her
memory was a little fuzzy. “I remember the walls and that large
dusty round table. Why?”
    “What else?” Eoghan pressed
on.
    “That’s it. That’s all I have for
you,” Breanna said, irritated. She turned and began to walk away,
not wanting to talk anymore, but Eoghan yanked her back to his
side.
    “Leora,” Eoghan called to the tiger
while pushing Bre to the floor.
    Leora rubbed against Bre’s shoulder.
Bre relaxed against her soft fur and listened to the rhythm of her
purr.
    Images and emotions reemerged from the
night Bre left the palace. She saw Eoghan carrying her through