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I am writing this story to kind of explain the story line in my RP: https://www.backyardchickens.com/t/...-horse-herds-rp-needs-players-rping-can-begin
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A large Gypsy Vanner stallion stepped quietly into a thicket made of brambles and shrubs. He lowered his head, and blew his hot breath on a new colt, thrashing in the short grass, struggling to stand. "He's lovely Shasta." The stallion whispered, to overcome by emotions to speak louder. "He looks like his father." Shasta nickered back, her voice weak, but also filled with pride. The stallion looked into his son's blue eyes. "He's got your eyes." He smiled warmly. The mare, Shasta, laid her head back on the ground. It had been a hard birth, and had taken it's toll on her body. "Are you alright?" The stallion asked, concern clouding his voice. "Yes Bullet, I'm fine." Shasta nickered softly. "What should we name him?" Bullet asked, nuzzling his new son. "I like the name Flame. What do you like?" Shasta asked. "I like the name Vanner." Bullet replied. "Oh Bullet, I like that too." Shasta said happily. Bullet watched his son stagger to his feet, then give a small buck. "Welcome to MeadowHerd Vanner, my son." Bullet whispered.
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~Prologue~
A New Beginning
A New Beginning
A large Gypsy Vanner stallion stepped quietly into a thicket made of brambles and shrubs. He lowered his head, and blew his hot breath on a new colt, thrashing in the short grass, struggling to stand. "He's lovely Shasta." The stallion whispered, to overcome by emotions to speak louder. "He looks like his father." Shasta nickered back, her voice weak, but also filled with pride. The stallion looked into his son's blue eyes. "He's got your eyes." He smiled warmly. The mare, Shasta, laid her head back on the ground. It had been a hard birth, and had taken it's toll on her body. "Are you alright?" The stallion asked, concern clouding his voice. "Yes Bullet, I'm fine." Shasta nickered softly. "What should we name him?" Bullet asked, nuzzling his new son. "I like the name Flame. What do you like?" Shasta asked. "I like the name Vanner." Bullet replied. "Oh Bullet, I like that too." Shasta said happily. Bullet watched his son stagger to his feet, then give a small buck. "Welcome to MeadowHerd Vanner, my son." Bullet whispered.