He could be seen in the apple orchards his soft white coat speckled with pink flowers
Nate keeps on getting off
She smiled and thought he was a very cute stallion but shook it off,and walked to him.She smiled and shook her mane,"Hello!" she smiled "Are you a member of the Ember Herd?" she asked smiling warmly
me and him talked all morning and he sai he got a new airspft gun so he might of wet to the shooting range
It came closer, eventually slowing itself down into a walk. A young Mustang stallion stepped from the bushes, his sleek bay coat highlighted at the corners with palomino and rippling with muscles. He had a long black mane and tail, his eyes hidden under a silky forelock. He arched his neck at the sight of Lava, tilting his head in the air and letting the scent of mares fill his nostrils. I've found it, he thought happily to himself.
It came closer, eventually slowing itself down into a walk. A young Mustang stallion stepped from the bushes, his sleek bay coat highlighted at the corners with palomino and rippling with muscles. He had a long black mane and tail, his eyes hidden under a silky forelock. He arched his neck at the sight of Lava, tilting his head in the air and letting the scent of mares fill his nostrils. I've found it, he thought happily to himself.
Achilla pulled his ears back slightly "and who might you be?"
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It came closer, eventually slowing itself down into a walk. A young Mustang stallion stepped from the bushes, his sleek bay coat highlighted at the corners with palomino and rippling with muscles. He had a long black mane and tail, his eyes hidden under a silky forelock. He arched his neck at the sight of Lava, tilting his head in the air and letting the scent of mares fill his nostrils. I've found it, he thought happily to himself.
Achilla pulled his ears back slightly "and who might you be?"
He pinned his ears to his skull at the sight of another stallion, stomping a hoof on the ground. "None of your buisiness," he snorted, getting ready to attack.
It came closer, eventually slowing itself down into a walk. A young Mustang stallion stepped from the bushes, his sleek bay coat highlighted at the corners with palomino and rippling with muscles. He had a long black mane and tail, his eyes hidden under a silky forelock. He arched his neck at the sight of Lava, tilting his head in the air and letting the scent of mares fill his nostrils. I've found it, he thought happily to himself.
Trajon eyed him. His tall Belgian conformation straightened slightly as he stood up taller, keeping his neck lowered.
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Achilla pulled his ears back slightly "and who might you be?"
He pinned his ears to his skull at the sight of another stallion, stomping a hoof on the ground. "None of your buisiness," he snorted, getting ready to attack.
"well I wouldn't want to be you when trajon comes"
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It came closer, eventually slowing itself down into a walk. A young Mustang stallion stepped from the bushes, his sleek bay coat highlighted at the corners with palomino and rippling with muscles. He had a long black mane and tail, his eyes hidden under a silky forelock. He arched his neck at the sight of Lava, tilting his head in the air and letting the scent of mares fill his nostrils. I've found it, he thought happily to himself.
Trajon eyed him. His tall Belgian conformation straightened slightly as he stood up taller, keeping his neck lowered.
He spotted him, letting out a vicious sound with his ears pinned back. The young stallion snorted as he pawed at the ground.