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Post by Kila on Dec 11, 2006 18:38:23 GMT -5
Golden snorted softly and she her head before following Throwa over to get a drink. She also knew that not all men were bad but it seemed that most of the men who came to the high country were bent on capturing wild horses or doing something bad. She also knew that there was some horses out there like the Brogla who didn't like them but even though they were their enemy she wouldn't wish be captured by humans on anyone. Shaking her thoughts from her head she got a drink and then turned towards the trees listening to the wind pass softly through the leaves.
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Post by Throwa on Dec 15, 2006 5:10:50 GMT -5
The summer ended quickly as it came. The leaves started to turn orange and red, showing it was turning into fall. Throwa knew that his worries can be subsides after all the men don't come back until Spring. He decided to check the hut anyway. Mist started to form and he sliently came across the hut again. Snorting and pawing the ground, as the hut stood empty. He galloped back to the herd and enjoyed the company of his favourite mare Golden and his best friend Storm.[/b]
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Post by Kila on Dec 19, 2006 17:15:55 GMT -5
Golden was glad that fall had come. She liked all the different colors of the leaves and thought they were all very beautiful. She went with Throwa to check the hut and then galloped back to the herd with him. Golden enjoyed his company and the rest of the herd's company knowing that there wouldn't be any more worry until next Spring. She hoped by then that the men would have moved on from their lands so they wouldn't bother them any more.
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