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Post by booster on Jul 10, 2009 11:31:58 GMT -5
Dark StormA black mustang mare galloped out of the trees. She was looking for her little colt. She was worried. She brought his hindlegs in underneath her to slide to a halt. She raised her head and looked around the area. She could only see the fencing. She snorted. She was really worried about her colt. She knew he was albino but she wanted him back. She just didn't know where to find him. She blew out her nostrils and lowered her head. She started to graze. She was tired from the long run she did to get here. But, she wouldn't give up on her colt yet. She couldn't and she wouldn't. She'd even let someone catch her if that's what would cost her. She did have a bit of a limp in her left front leg. But, that's all she got.
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