Have you ever experienced the wind flapping through your mane and forelock as you gallop through vast plains and over rocky slopes? Have you ever known what freedom feels like, knowing that it isn't free? Of course you haven't. You aren't a horse-shifter like me. Well that so called freedom can be taken away any second of any day. In the blink of an eye, and you probably won't even know it. But I do. It happened to me. Like yesterday, when I was caught by the people that run the Wild Mustang Round Up. It isn't a beautiful sight. But I am. My coat, black as night, red as fire in sunlight. My mane, dark as coal, wild as the wind. My tail, as dark as ebony, that can't be tamed. My spirit? Ha, it is as wild as wild can be. I. Can. Not. Be. Tamed.

Ashley Carter isn’t what you would call a ‘normal girl’. Normal girls put time and effort into their appearance. Normal girl go shopping, and normal girls listen to pop music and spend time talking about the latest gossip. Ashley never wears makeup. And she only goes shopping when she has to. If she has to go out, she grabs the first thing she sees, and throws it on. She’s country. Well not ‘down home country’, but close to it. She lives on the outskirts of the city, and she spends her days riding and training her horse, Talia. But considering that she still had to go to high school, she couldn’t necessarily block out the gossip. And of course, it was all about One Direction. She knew who they were, and she liked their music a bit, as in she followed them on twitter and such, but she didn’t hang posters of them around her room, and she didn’t fan-girl over ever commercial that played their music. But what happens when one simple tweet changes everything?