Memories

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This is going to be written kind of like a story because that's the best way I can describe it..

Hooves pound against the dusty earth and I can feel the adrenaline rush of chasing a steer.a few seconds is a blur as my rider leaps from my back to  bring down the young creature. People all around me cheer, a sound that is still been to me but I am adjusting quickly.A loud voice announces something, causing more screams.another horse and rider escort me to my own rider, a tall and slim  but Muscular  man with hair similar in color to my chestnut markings



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