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Post by harley on Jul 12, 2009 23:13:05 GMT -5
The stud colt snorted, walking up to the buckets and feed curiously, sniffing at both of them, and then sticking his nose in the water bucket, shaking his head around, his ears pricked forward in intrest. He drank some of the cool liquid, though it tasted different than the water back in the stream, it was still a cooling liquid needed for every living thing on Earth to survive, and it felt good to his parched throat. Next he went onto the hay, sniffing it and raising his head, looking over the landscape with wise eyes. He lowered his head back down to the hay, taking a testing bite before backing up to the middle of the pen and lowering his head to the ground, moving dirt around with his nose, searching for anything that was fresh, and green, and of course edible.
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Post by S.LiNGSH0T on Jul 17, 2009 11:13:38 GMT -5
Colt watched with curiosity, still thinking on whether he really wanted to keep the horse or not. He figured he didn't really have the time nor the money to care for a wild stallion... He couldn't pay for all the feed and the possible expenses from any damage he may cause. He shook his head. He walked to the gate and unlatched it, swinging it open then walked to the gate that blocked the 'outside' from the 'inside' and shut it. If he wanted out, he would just go back to where he came from..
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Post by harley on Jul 17, 2009 15:13:34 GMT -5
The stud turned at the opening at the gate, lunging out, biting out towards the man on the other side, before barreling off towards the hills, head thrown up in the air, ear priced forward. He tossed his head and whinnied loudly, still on the move towards where his mare was thought to be.
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