Happy Horse Stables RPG

She fell into a nightmare-filled sleep made up of memories, not imagination. Getting ripped away from her mother, watching her mother try to fight for her and get beaten, getting beaten herself because she couldn't yet stand. From the moment she opened her eyes her life had been a horror story. Why did she think good humans could exist? She'd never met one. But she had heard a story once. That someone would save them right before they were killed, taking them to a place of green pastures, clear streams, and happy, painless horses. She was starting to think it was fake. A foal-hood story told by older horses to keep themselves from losing hope. Because when there is no hope, there is nothing. She no longer knew. 2.5 years of beatings was all she knew. Pain. Fear and hunger, was there anything else, she didn't know. But didn't let on that she didn't. She had to act confident, it was the only way to survive.
 
She smiled and nuzzled him gently. "Once, an old horse told me a story of a place, owned by a human. There was green, thick grass, tall shady trees, clean, clear, cool streams, and happy, painless horses. There were nice humans there, humans that would never hurt a horse on purpose. The horse said she watched one horse kick a person, and the person didn't even hit the horse with her hand. She just walked around to the horses head, petted it, and then went to the barn. She understood that the horse had just been scared. Do you think that's possible? That a place like that exists? Do you think there are really humans that pet horses and don't hurt them? Do you think there are really horses that have never felt the pain a human can cause?" she asked softly.
 
She smiled and nuzzled him gently.  "Once, an old horse told me a story of a place, owned by a human.  There was green, thick grass, tall shady trees, clean, clear, cool streams, and happy, painless horses.  There were nice humans there, humans that would never hurt a horse on purpose.  The horse said she watched one horse kick a person, and the person didn't even hit the horse with her hand.  She just walked around to the horses head, petted it, and then went to the barn.  She understood that the horse had just been scared.  Do you think that's possible?  That a place like that exists?  Do you think there are really humans that pet horses and don't hurt them?  Do you think there are really horses that have never felt the pain a human can cause?" she asked softly.

"No." He said after a moment of thought
 

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