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[Dutchgirl]

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I have read the first book. I enjoyed the plot but I certainly think she should have done at least one more draft before publication.

 

[duckluv]

Yang watched the herd from a hill, the sharp wind that was found higher up blowing her dark mane in her face. The small mare stood tall, as though she had won a difficult fight, but her eyes shone with sadness.
"Was I really meant to be in a herd?" she murmured softly, gazing at the happy horses who played down below. She had never felt that she didn't belong this strongly. When she had first stumbled across this group, which was at the time fairly small, she had thought that her feeling was because she had been in solitary for so long with only her brother for company.
Now she realized that she wasn't fit for a life with others. Ther only horses she had been comfortable around were Aiden and her brother, Yin. Her heart hurt thinking of how she had to leave them, but she couldn't bring them with her.
Glancing down at the others one last time, Yang turned around sharply and galloped away as fast as she could, the black mare's pitchy mane and tail flowing behind her as she tried to convince herself that she was doing the right thing.
She didn't even know what was happening in that place anymore, there were dozens of new horses and foals who she knew nothing of, and she seemed to have been forgotten. She was no more than a distant memory in the minds of most. If the ones you had thought of as friends didn't give even the smallest thought for you, it wasn't worth reminding them that you were something more than dirt.
Or was it?

 

[Dutchgirl]

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Aw, poor Ducky.

 

[duckluv]

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Aw, poor Ducky.

She really just didn't fit with the other horses much. She shall be seen at some times, might start her own herd of misfits, might join the dark side.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

Sonaja walked quietly through the forest, lost in her thoughts. What had become of her mother and brother? Were they even still alive? She gazed off into the distance thinking. How had she even managed to escape? She had seen the big man come out and she knew he wanted to ride her. He was much too big for her and she too young, having only just turned two. It had been simple, she had kicked him and ran. It was a miracle in itself that the gate had somehow been left open. Thinking back she recalled a young boy standing near the gate. It must have been him, and for that she was eternally grateful. Her thoughts wondered back to her mother and brother. What were they doing right now? She hoped desperately that one day she would see them again.

 

[Dutchgirl]

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Aw, poor Ducky.

She really just didn't fit with the other horses much. She shall be seen at some times, might start her own herd of misfits, might join the dark side.

Not the dark side! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Dark sides seem to get the thread locked.


Frequently.

And it sometimes has to do with bad stallions.

And captured mares.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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Aw, poor Ducky.

She really just didn't fit with the other horses much. She shall be seen at some times, might start her own herd of misfits, might join the dark side.

There's a dark side?

 

[BirdNut]

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Aw, poor Ducky.

She really just didn't fit with the other horses much. She shall be seen at some times, might start her own herd of misfits, might join the dark side.

Awww!

I'll have Dusty join the misfit herd. Nobody cares about her much, either. I also have some misfit characters in mind that might go well in that herd.

 

[Dutchgirl]

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Copper gasped for breath, for Copper was his name.

He collapsed in the wet grass, letting rain drizzle on top of him. His life was over. Why should he continue? He had never known romance with a mare. The only love he knew was the love he felt from his Girl. Where was his Girl?
He felt a sense of horrible guilt. He'd left her behind.


To die.

 

[DuckLover2399]

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Copper gasped for breath, for Copper was his name.

He collapsed in the wet grass, letting rain drizzle on top of him. His life was over. Why should he continue? He had never known romance with a mare. The only love he knew was the love he felt from his Girl. Where was his Girl?
He felt a sense of horrible guilt. He'd left her behind.


To die.

wow poetic ahahhahahahaahhaha