Happy Horse Stables RPG

He was covered in sticky swet brops of blood tripped from his mouth his flank was welted and his sides ached his ears where on trent his eyes still wild her breathing sharp and jagged
 
He was covered in sticky swet brops of blood tripped from his mouth his flank was welted and his sides ached his ears where on trent his eyes still wild her breathing sharp and jagged


"Poor boy..." trent muttered. "Hey want me to fix ya up?"
 

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