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Date Posted: 09:18:46 08/15/01 Wed
Author: Cresent Moon
Subject: Re: "Alright lets see..."
In reply to: §º5º§ 's message, ""Adventure!" Brina called and the others yiped in agreement." on 20:56:31 08/14/01 Tue

"This is the story of a blind colt, it is called
The Bling Colt. There are seven chapters to this book, I will tell you some over chapter one tonight.

Chapter One, The Badlands....
It was near sundown of an early spring afternoon when the brown mustang mare left the wild horse band where it grazed on the new spring grass, and climbed carefully to the top of a nearby hogback.
All afternoon she had been restless and nervous, spending much of her time on high ground watching the country around her. Now she stood and stamped her feet fretfully while she tipped her sharp-pointed ears forward and back as she looked and listened. Her nostrils flared wide as she tested the wind for any smells that might be about.
The rain-gullied buttes and pinnacles of the Badlands threw long black shadows across the soft gray and brown and green of the alkali flats below her. A few jack rabbits had already left their hiding places and were prospecting timidly around in the open, searching out to the tender shoots of new grass. They, too, threw long black shadows that were all out of proportion to their size.
A few bull bats boomed overhead, and a meadow lark snd from the top of a sagebrush earby. Below her the rest of the mustang band grazed quietly, except for an occasional squeal and thunp of hooves as some minor dispute was settled. Otherwise everything was quiet.
But still the little mare didn't leave the ridge. She stood watching while the flats grew darker and darkness crept up the sides of the buttes, until at last the sun touched only the very tiptops of the highest pinnacles, Then after a look back to where the rest of the horses werw bedded down for the night, she slipped quietly down the far side of the ridge and was soon hidden in the darkness."
*She sat with her tail curled around her feet, wondering if they wanted more or would go to sleep*

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