I gallop over the small rolling hills of the wild rangers in Oregon my lead mare in hot on my tail and the herd of thirty five-forty mares and foals follow closely behind. My silvery white mane flows long and my streams out behind me as I gallop my hardest with my head held high, proud to be the leader of the biggest and last mustang herd in Oregon.
My story started sad and lonely, going from herd to herd for the first four years of my life as I lost my family at three days old now rising five, that tough time in my life helped shape me to wonderful horse I am to day.
I'm often challenged for my role as leader but have never been beaten. I steal a few mares from farms and stables, but have never been spotted, hence the name.
But in this case the legend isn't a myth its true.
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Legends End
Adventuremy name is legend, my parents were killed by hunters when I was 3 days old and to survive I had force down grass at a young age and as I grew more inosent mustangs were caught or killed around me. now I share my story as the lead stallion of the las...
