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Fergus snorted. "That's how flirt." He sniffed and grimaced. "You're from that farm. What would a pampered mare know about wild stallions?"
"Oh yeah? You think I was pampered before I came there? I was rescued from starvation, abuse, and neglect! That's pampered to you?"
 
"Oh yeah? You think I was pampered before I came there? I was rescued from starvation, abuse, and neglect! That's pampered to you?"
Fergus didn't look that impressed. "Were you chased by wolves, separated from your herd as a young colt? Did you have to keep running while they killed and ate your mother?"
 
Fergus didn't look that impressed. "Were you chased by wolves, separated from your herd as a young colt? Did you have to keep running while they killed and ate your mother?"
"Think your life has been so tough? Where do you think I've gotten these bruises? My old master's whip! Where do you think I've gotten my attitude? My mother, who I watched die in pain from years of neglect!"
 
"Think your life has been so tough? Where do you think I've gotten these bruises? My old master's whip! Where do you think I've gotten my attitude? My mother, who I watched die in pain from years of neglect!"
Fergus' face showed a look of confusion. He was unfamiliar with words such as 'master' and 'whip'. The look disappeared, and he looked spiteful. "If it's so bad, why haven't the horses escaped? Those flimsy stacks of wood *he means fences* couldn't hold a real horse."
 
Fergus' face showed a look of confusion. He was unfamiliar with words such as 'master' and 'whip'. The look disappeared, and he looked spiteful. "If it's so bad, why haven't the horses escaped? Those flimsy stacks of wood *he means fences* couldn't hold a real horse."
Winona swelled up with anger. "How can a horse so weakened by hunger and abuse jump a fence!" She exploded. "Compared to me, you've lived the good life!"
 
Winona swelled up with anger. "How can a horse so weakened by hunger and abuse jump a fence!" She exploded. "Compared to me, you've lived the good life!"
"What's a fence?" Fergus asked flatly. "You confound me with your words. I know nothing of whips or masters, either."
 
"What's a fence?" Fergus asked flatly. "You confound me with your words. I know nothing of whips or masters, either."
Those white strips of wood that horses are confined into. And whips are long things that burn when your master hits you with it. And masters are the people who own you."
 
Those white strips of wood that horses are confined into. And whips are long things that burn when your master hits you with it. And masters are the people who own you."
"People? Those squishy two-legged things?" Fergus shuddered. "Ugh! I'd never let one of those things close enough to me to catch me."
 
"People? Those squishy two-legged things?" Fergus shuddered. "Ugh! I'd never let one of those things close enough to me to catch me."
"I wish I had never let my old master near me. If I hadn't I wouldn't be like this."
 
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