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Lightning lifted her head and nickered a warning. "Stay back, Flint." Her shoulders rippled and her eyes represented authority. She snorted, her mane softly blowing. The stallion came closer and she met with him. The moon burned a hole in the night and Midnight's normally black face seemed purple. She tensed, and all was still as she spoke in an assertive tone. "Welcome to the Cimarron."
Wind stood next to her, "I am the lead stallion, Chasing Wind. Who are you?"
Lightning lifted her head and nickered a warning. "Stay back, Flint." Her shoulders rippled and her eyes represented authority. She snorted, her mane softly blowing. The stallion came closer and she met with him. The moon burned a hole in the night and Midnight's normally black face seemed purple. She tensed, and all was still as she spoke in an assertive tone. "Welcome to the Cimarron."
Wind stood next to her, "I am the lead stallion, Chasing Wind. Who are you?"