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The two leg approached her stall, it was a young man with short brown hair in a buzzcut, dusty, worn out levis, an oil stained t-shirt, a dark leather cowboy hat, and of course the muddy rubber boots that were heard clanking against the floor. He pulled a rusted key from his pocket and began to hack through Roxanne's home, a ratty halter and lead rope in hand the whole time.
Yang craned her neck to watch and snorted angrily. "You stay away from her," she muttered, then let loose a string of curses while banging at the stall door.
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The two leg approached her stall, it was a young man with short brown hair in a buzzcut, dusty, worn out levis, an oil stained t-shirt, a dark leather cowboy hat, and of course the muddy rubber boots that were heard clanking against the floor. He pulled a rusted key from his pocket and began to hack through Roxanne's home, a ratty halter and lead rope in hand the whole time.
Yang craned her neck to watch and snorted angrily. "You stay away from her," she muttered, then let loose a string of curses while banging at the stall door.
The two-leg of course didn't understand and only heard Yang's whinnies, turning to her momentarily and patting her forehead to calm her down for the time being. He then walked back to Roxanne's stall and finally opened it and shut it behind him once he was in. As he attempted to place the raggety halter on her face, the mare tossed her head up in fear, eyes widened down at him and nickering nervously. He took a barbed whip from his belt and began to hit Roxanne with it on the rump, leaving her no choice but to become submissive towards the beast. Once she was haltered, the two-leg looped her lead rope around the rusty bars and began to tie her feet and mouth so she wouldn't be able to defend herself. After freeing her from the bars, she was escorted down to an outdoor training arena about a quater of a mile away, constructed of molding driftwood and oxidized nails.