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Post by Liz on Apr 15, 2009 23:45:19 GMT -5
IcePixie
It was midnight and a young filly had wondered away from her mom, The black filly could have been easily mistaken for a rock in this fog. But as she wandered closer she heard a crack of a whip and ropes flung over her neck and she was now hog tied the figures that looked like men soon said "now we've got cha' and yo' mom! too late for yo' mamma though!" they cackled "NO NOT MOM!!!" she gave i sob but then fire burned in her eyes she broke free of the ropes and ran to a near by cave, and watched the truck speed away with the figure of a dead mare in the back of it!
IcePixie
Not yet old enough to be weined how long will the filly last??? stay tuned! lol
IcePixie
Name; McBeth Age: 1 year Gender: Filly Color: All Black
Amber
Name:Young Rebel ( just Reb) Age: 1 year and a few months Breed:Mustang with Friesian and Arab in him Color:PURE black Markings: A few random lime green whip marks, hoofs, and streaks in mane
Reb I galloped to the truck pulling away with the poor adult horse and younger filly, I ran up to her, and tugged on the ropes on her neck, snapping them off her neck, and I bit at the horses ankels and they danced, the ridersfalling off, and hitting there heads on the hard ground. "Go findsafe ground, I'll be right behidn you!" Start posting!
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