The horse in Neverland. OUAT peter pan

Chapter 10

Hazels POV

(6 months later)

It's been 6 months seance we've been on the island, all the lost boys know mine and Kathy's secrete. Pan has only ridden me for when he takes walks to think it calm down, but all in all me and Kathy are used for work horses.

One day we'ed drag logs to and away from camp, other days we'ed till the land so it's not so hard for the boys bare feet.

I'm considered Pans horse and Cole and Felix share Kathy. So now that Pan trust us, Kathy and I, we get free rome of the island, and that is what I'm doing right now.

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I padded along the small trail concentrating on nothing but the sound of my hoofs clicking on the dirt.

I was trotting in one of my favorite trails that lead to the beach.

When I arrived the soft sand hit like a wave as I sunk into its softness. It was harder to move so I slowed to a walk and laid down. As I watched the ocean I soon drifted off to sleep.

I awoke with a sharp crack and shoot up. About 8 stubbly looking men were surrounding me. A few had sticks, one had a whip and 3 held ropes.

The man with the whip, flicked it and it hit my butt, leaving a long, deep gash. I reared it shock and the whip came down on my face, leaving a gash in a crescent moon shape around my left eye.

I was surrounded no way out, and that's when I started to panic. I bucked, reared, bit and kicked, but in the end, I was captured. They tried to lead me but I wasn't going without a fight.

My white mustang shift was tired but I still kept fighting.

By sundown I was tied in a camp worn out. It reminded me of when I had first arrived on Neverland.

My neck was raw ware the thick, scratchy rope was. My white coat was wet with sweat and dirty from the long fight here. I looked almost like a brown quarter horse.

The sun was descending and the moon was taking its place, and I stared up at the night sky. The stars, oh the stars, they always seamed to calm me down, at night I would lay in the top of the tree and just stare up into the night.

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I awoke to a tug on my ropes around my neck, and before I could think of what was going on a bit was shoved into my mouth and the head stall over my head.

I could tell this wasn't going to be fun, the bit was a screw wire which is really hard on the horses mouth.

The men pulled me over to a open confinement thing and tided me there. A man with a beard and bald head came over.

He set his box down and grabbed a pair of scissors reaching for a pice of my mane. I was NOT having any of this. I clamped my teeth on his arm.

The smell of blood made me want to puke but horses can't puke, Ya *note sarcasm*

The man came back about 5 minutes later with his hand wrapped up. This was going be interesting.