Chapter 215

Running wild like that gave Sabrina a long-lost sense of joy-just pure, unfiltered freedom. All that stuffy gloom she'd been carrying in her chest? Gone in an instant. In that moment, it felt like nothing existed except fresh air and speed. Skye wasn't losing control this time. Even in high spirits, it stayed sharp and well-behaved, never doing anything reckless that might put Sabrina in danger. She gave the reins a gentle tug to slow down, and Skye responded immediately. Maybe it had missed her a lot-today it was especially cooperative. Once they slowed, she pulled some feed from her pocket and handed it over. As Skye munched happily, a sharp, faint whistle floated in through the rustling wind. Suddenly, Skye got skittish. Its body tensed, took a shaky step backward, even jumped a little. But feeling Sabrina still on its back, it managed to restrain itself. Sabrina caught what sounded like a weird noise too, but it was too faint to tell what it was. Still, something about it made her