Tales of Sasha 4: Princess Lessons

CHAPTER 1

Little Fairy Creatures

Did you hear that? Sasha lifted her ears.

Hear what? asked her better-than-best friend, Wyatt.

A crunch from under this boysenberry bush. Sasha stepped forward to look. "Is it them?"

Stay back! cried Wyatt. I’ll look.

Sasha frowned. She should look first—not Wyatt. She was the brave one. Everyone knew that.

But everything had changed this week.

She wasn’t a regular horse like Wyatt anymore. She was a flying horse—and flying horses were in danger.

Sasha! You’re home! Poppy squealed and trotted toward her sister.

There were three sisters in Sasha’s family. Sasha was the youngest, Zara was the oldest, and Poppy was in the middle. Poppy was the fancy sister. She wore flowers in her mane and tail.

Sasha nuzzled Poppy. She was happy to be home in Verdant Valley. So much had happened this week. First, Sasha had discovered that she had wings and could fly. Then, she’d gone away to search for other flying horses.

What’s he doing? cried Poppy. Wyatt’s head was buried in the bushes. Leaves and berries dropped to the ground.

Searching for plant pixies, said Sasha.

"For what?" Poppy usually knew everything, but she had never heard of plant pixies.

Plant pixies are little fairy creatures who live in plants, said Sasha.

How cute! exclaimed Poppy.

Not so much. Wyatt lifted his head. These pixies may be tiny, but they can hurt a flying horse.

Can I see a plant pixie? asked Poppy.

"They’re not here. He made the noise," Wyatt said, pointing to a chipmunk. The chipmunk shrugged, then