| Subject: *The powerful, almost fully developed muscles of the nearly two-year old colt roll smoothly beneath his golden coat, legs striking with brash pride as he enters...* |
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Date Posted: 13:21:47 03/29/01 Thu
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*A haughty smile twists his complicated, handsome face, the sun clanging in rivulets along his golden coat. Nostrils fluttering, he arcs his heck, tail flagged with obstinate pride. The world had opened up to him, and though he had yet to stake a territory of his own, he bears the wings of freedom with ease, head tilted at a jaunty, cocky angle. Brash, headstrong, but kindly, he believes the world is his playground, and it is. Needing a gentle but firm had to guide him, he rumbles a deliciously intense whicker, almost two years of age, and in his mind, ready to take on the world. Flashing a bright smile to those his age, but remembering his manners enough to nod politely to his elders, he pricks his sharp ears, awaiting to see what life would bring to him; and perhaps, he would go searching for a few special things on his proud, strong-willed own, powerful shoulders rolling smooth in his rhythmic locomotion.*
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