~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

Thunderstorm went over to Trojan. "Trojan! There is a new stallion here." She looked the new stallion up and down. "The name is Thunderstorm. I come from the valley of the east. As I hear, you are Raining Fire?" She nuzzled his ear in a welcoming gesture.
 
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"Ah," he said, nodding. "I was born and raised in Saudi Arabia. This is my first year here in America."

"That is so very nice. I left Europe when I was four months old for America. I long to see Arabia some day. Tell me, what is it like?" she asked.

"Most of it is dry, deserty, and flat. There are some large citites, however..."
 
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"That is so very nice. I left Europe when I was four months old for America. I long to see Arabia some day. Tell me, what is it like?" she asked.

"Most of it is dry, deserty, and flat. There are some large citites, however..."

She laughed "I knew that part, but what of the desert?" she asked.
 
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Trajon raised a brow, and looked at the stallion, waiting for him to introduce himself

"I am Raining Fire. I come from Transylvania, a long way from here." He said in a thick accent "I was a show horse, but I didn't like that kind of a life. So I ran. I am hoping you will accept me into your herd." He bowed.
 
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Trajon raised a brow, and looked at the stallion, waiting for him to introduce himself

"I am Raining Fire. I come from Transylvania, a long way from here." He said in a thick accent "I was a show horse, but I didn't like that kind of a life. So I ran. I am hoping you will accept me into your herd." He bowed.

Trajon raised his head slightly, examining the stallion. "Accepted," he said with a smile. "As long as you obey and respect."
 
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"I am Raining Fire. I come from Transylvania, a long way from here." He said in a thick accent "I was a show horse, but I didn't like that kind of a life. So I ran. I am hoping you will accept me into your herd." He bowed.

Trajon raised his head slightly, examining the stallion. "Accepted," he said with a smile. "As long as you obey and respect."

"I will gladly obey and respect you, sir."
 
GoldenFable grazed in the pasture, her stomach wider then an elephant (I'm exaggerating of course.
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). She grunted as she felt a sharp kick in her side.
 

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