When I see a horse I don't see an animal, I see my best friend. They keep my most treasured secrets and I can trust them with my life. They bring the goodness out in you and overlook the bad. They don't judge you, they worship you no matter what you look like. You are precious to them. Dependable even. They will always trust even if they have been beaten or harmed they still come back.
The stallion one of the most proudest creatures alive. His hooves hit the ground at lightning speed giving off thunderous echos. He waits and waits until he knows it safe. Proudly standing with his head high, ears flicking forward, his brave eye and handsome head. His body muscular, his legs thin, his tail swishing and he looks like an Olympic champion. His breathing becomes harder and his eyes show white, he can smell the danger with the flick of his tail he's off like a bullet. Flying over rivers not daring to look behind. He can hear them. The ranchers on horseback galloping fiercely behind him yelling at there horses to go faster. That stallion is a prize, his golden palomino coat stands out in front of every horse. He can't camouflage in the long grass. He is cunning though he knows ways the men can't get him, he is swift in the way he moves. He loves a good chase taking them a good gallop across mountains and getting them lost in the middle of nowhere. His herd are at the top next to the black stallion . One day these two stallions will fight to the death.
As a foal the palomino pride was frisky and over curios, he found it difficult to play as he was the only foal that year. There was a black colt that sadly was took away by a mountain lion. He loved to play in the water and gallop threw the green fields, prides energy never ran out.
This is the story of Warrior, a wild stallion who fears nothing. He trusted no human apart from me . Now I am telling the chapters from the beginning but the end will never exist. I guess you can say a story like this doesn't have an ending as it is only the start of a new chapter.
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The Stallion
RandomThe soul of the wild, the stallion. He runs with the wind. His hooves are like thunder to the ground. He doesn't run from fear. The girl is brave and keeps going. When an accident brings them together they become unstoppable.
