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name is Abax.” Ander had almost had it. He stumbled.
         She hoped to find his horsy soon. “Abax! Come here, boy!” She called out and hoped like hell that he was still there. In the next instant, she remembered she could find him. Her mind showed her all the twists and turns through the underbrush and she knew that Ander wouldn’t make it. He was exhausted and had lost far too much blood. “Ander. Ander!” She had to yell as he had begun to slump against a nearby oak.
    He looked over at her.
    She spoke clearly, “I have to find Abax. I will be back as soon as I can. Take the dagger and wait here for me.” She waited until he nodded and then ran like a demented wood nymph into the forest. It wasn’t hard for her to get to the makeshift enclosure, but the steed penned by hedge and leather was far more beautiful than she could have imagined.
    Ebony and midnight blue fought for supremacy on this creature and the eyes were blue flame. The marble horn was a bit of a surprise.
    “Abax? Are you Abax?” She had no idea what else it could be, but she thought she would be polite.
    The unicorn nodded and gave a snort.
    “Ander needs you, but he is too weak to come here. If I let you out, can you find him?”
    Another nod and a hefty snort.
    With trembling fingers, she freed him, her mind numb with the possibility of becoming a hood ornament on that horn. She had to open one section, then step inside the enclosure to move the bramble wall that had been installed. The instant it was open, Abax was on the move.
    About fifty feet into the woods he stopped. He turned to her.
    She moved slowly toward him and noticed him scenting the air. He smelled Ander, and probably his blood. That wasn’t good, but she was ready to face it if it was her destiny to be a shishkabab.
    Five feet from her, Abax stopped and knelt. He gestured with his head for her to climb on his back.
    She did. Despite what romance novels would have you think, horsehide chafes like hell when the horse is dodging and weaving through the woods. Unicorn hide however, is like the smoothest of velvets under naked skin. She was certain she would be bowlegged for life, but otherwise unharmed from her travels. Just as she had relaxed into the rhythm of the ride, Abax stopped.
    Ander was just ahead, slumped over the lower branch of the tree.
    She wouldn’t be able to hoist him onto the back of his steed. She slid to the ground in a hurry, trying to make it to her elf as fast as she could. He was unconscious. She examined the wound on his back. It was still raw, but the bleeding had stopped and it was clotting over. “Abax. How are we going to get him out of here?” She felt a tear run down her face. It was frustration and despair.
    An engine revved behind her and suddenly, hope kicked in. Where the unicorn had stood was now a car. It wasn’t practical for the off-roading they needed to do, but it was better than letting Ander die.
    This she could manage. Only barely. Her mind flashed back to manoeuvring him in the pool and how she had never thought to have to manage him on land. How naïve.
    “Ander! Ander. Wake up and walk to your car!” She slapped him on the face. Then harder.
    Finally he opened bleary eyes and looked past her to Abax.
    She pulled, pushed and prodded him toward the car and, when the passenger door swung open, that is where she put him. The seat belt locked him in automatically and she sighed in relief. She stepped away from the car and was more than a little surprised to see the driver’s door swing open for her.
    She slid her naked tush onto the driver’s seat and kept herself still as the belt crossed her and tightened to hold her fast. In seconds they were in motion and Abax proved that no 4x4 had anything on him. They left the park and mountain in their rearview mirror as he reached speeds she didn’t know could be engaged in on a public road.
    Her terror of being pulled over while stark naked let her give Abax his head. She wasn’t