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(nopw, you can just make your character join the herd )
* Again Sprite leaped out in a gallop when the wood panels raised, the heavy weight on her back slowing her, only to have a whip cracked in her face. She started bucking her heart out, sunfishing and leaping for the sky before coming down and bucking away in another direction. But they had stopped cracking the whips when she started bucking, and at last she understood. She continued bucking, and seconds later the weight fell off her back. She took off running, thinking she was free, only to be stopped by the wood paneling of the pen. Resignedly she stopped, and a rider came and took her rope and led her to another pen. There she rolled, trying to remove the sweat from her once-satiny black coat. Soon after she fell asleep, and the sun began to set just as it had just 2 days ago, before she had danced in the moonlight *
 
It was dark in the trailer. Belle was terrified. She was crammed into a 2 horse trailer with 5 other horses. She knew they were going to be slaughtered, she just couldn't bring her mind to realize it. Belle had a loving family back in Brazil, and they were not the type of people to put their baby up for slaughter. She knew they had to take any opportunity they got, their house being burned down. They had lost everything, including food and money. Selling what they could find became a way of life, and eventually Belle was all they could find. Knowing that someone loved her wasn't enough to fight the coldness of the trailer. Death hung in the air, and old, dried, blood splattered the carpet.

Belle's ears pricked. She heard voices, and they didn't sound like the two men that had smashed her into this trailer. "Come ON, Josh! We have to hurry! If those guys can do this to horses, imagine what they'll do to us..." The woman's whisper faded. "Aimee! Make minimal noise," The man, who must have been Josh, whispered sharply. "Whatever. Just open the trailer," Aimee ordered. The sound of metal clanging filled the air, and quarreling humans, until the lock finally slid open. Belle felt the cold air on her hindquarters. It felt like heaven. "RUN!" She whinnied to the horses. "No, WAIT! We're supposed to bring them back!" Aimee yelled, frustrated. "It's better than them being crammed in a crappy trailer and killed. Let's make a break for it while we can," Josh said to Aimee, and put his hand on her back, leading her away. "Darn it!" She whispered as she walked away. Belle, however, was happier than she'd ever been. She whinnied happily into the air, and galloped into the wilderness. Only when she was too far to look back did she realize that she had no where to go.
 
( is she approaching SH territory? Just so you know, my mare isnt there, she joined a while ago but just got caught yesterday by some humans )
 
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Yeah, she's approaching the territory...
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Okay, thanks for telling me! Haha, I have to get caught up. Who should I meet first?
 
Well you will have to wait for someone else to get on... like Blue_myst, DuckyGurl, Duckluv, Dutchgirl, Ducklover179. yeah.... they all have horses in the herd/ nearby at the moment...
 
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Bandit pretended to be offended. "Really, Mom? Honestly... I was still nursing today. Do you seriously think that I would want a ... mate?" Secretly Bandit knew and pictured who he would like as a mate...

Shadow cleared her throat. "I know you do..." She sighed. "Who is it? I mean, who is it you like?" She asked softly.

Bandit turned away. "Uh...."
 
^ there you go
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* As the sun rose Sprite heard more commotion and shouting and clanking than most other days. Soon after streams of people began wandering through the grounds. The other horses and Sprite shifted nervously and then they were herded through a chute into another pen that was closer to the big pen she had bucked in yesterday. *
 
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Peter lingered near Sienna, grazing casually a few yards away.
 
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