The Beginning
Soft warm nuzzle and a nicker of sweetness. A mother mare licks her newborn colt clean. He is the only colt in a long line of fillies. He will be swift and strong like the wind. His mother nudges him under to nurse. For now he will be soft and tiny. In the need of protective from mother.
As his coat dries, it lightens and shines, like a reddish bronze. A blaze zips down his face over his nose, three white socks applied themselves on his feet. Feet that will flee and jump with the morning breeze.
He is tiny now but he will grow. His mother knows this, he will be a protector, a warrior. He will not shy away from fear. He will trample the ground in a mighty gallop. He is more than what he seems. He is a champion among champions.
But for now he will be his mothers sweet little baby.
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The Crimson Promise
Teen FictionA story of a spirited gelding and the love of a girl who would do anything for him.
