~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

Evander snorted turning, and walking away.

"Hey," she greeted "I was wondering if you knew about any wild horses around here."
 
He swallowed the hay. "What? Am I hogging it or something?"

"No. Weird..." he said. "Could you show me? I needa get out anyway."
 
"Then go out into the paddock," answered the gelding, while crunching on some more hay.

"Alright. I'll go tack up Evander, then," he said.
 
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"M'kay," he said. Dennis quickly caught and brushed off Evander, before tacking him up. "Alright. You lead the way," said the young ranch-owner, who carefully put a foot in one stirrup and swung his leg over to the other side.
 
He brought Evander into a swift canter, at about a horse-length behind Shetan.
 

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