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Belle smiled, relieved to have someone to talk to. "Hello," she tried to say sweetly. "I am new. Just a part of the herd as of about 5 minutes," Belle smiled again.
The little flaxen chestnut Dartmoor pony grinned. "I've been here a total of less than 24 hours," she chuckled, and then became sober. "I fled from Windherd. Dax, the lead stallion, was chasing me."
Belle cringed at the thought of stallions like that. She had had her experiences with them. "Ugh. I'm sorry about that. I was on my way for slaughter when I was set free, and I fled before the rescuers could grab me. What was WindHerd like?" She pricked her ears in curiosity. "I'm not thinking of leaving, just wondering."