Pullet Press
Crowing
Brandywine was also watching Phantom. He was a nice stallion, a bit lonely, but nice. He reminded Brandywine of her father so much, except that her father was pure white. "You look awfully thoughtful," she said aloud.Phantom watched Bradywine sideways on the way back to the herd. He wondered why she wasn't mad at him. His red mane fluttered in the breeze and his black flank reflected the afternoon sun. He didn't quite know what to do with himself, it was only his first day but he had already developed his attraction to this mare.