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The stallion looked at her . He nipped at her "go"
"Fine, block head," she snarled. Ursula reluctantly walked foreward with Yuma peeking out from under her, crying.
The woman stepped up to them, and in her long white, flowing dress she seemed angelic, lit up by the silvery moon. "What are you doing?" She asked the stallion in a light, misty voice.
The stallion looked at her . He nipped at her "go"
"Fine, block head," she snarled. Ursula reluctantly walked foreward with Yuma peeking out from under her, crying.
The woman stepped up to them, and in her long white, flowing dress she seemed angelic, lit up by the silvery moon. "What are you doing?" She asked the stallion in a light, misty voice.