Cowboys and Mustangs ~~~ Roleplay ~~~ NEW!!!!

Cyril had come out in the wee morning hours, around 2am, to replenish Nymph's hay. The skinny gravid mare needed to be introduced to grain next but very slowly. For now, she would have all the hay she could eat.

In his fuzzy sleep-induced state, he hadn't noticed Dusty near Rosalyn's corral. Instead, the man headed back inside to sleep.
 
(Nvr mind)

Outcast looked at Cyril as he fed Nymph.
Dakota whinnied from her stall. "He has a soft spot for horses, he does." She went quiet then added softly, "Even so, I wonder how he'll react."

No one had been around last night, except Mary. Dakota was sure she wouldn't talk.
 

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