05-22-2011, 06:57 AM
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Then he went crazy, bucking and rearing. My stallion, crazy!
He wanted that filly. He broke away and ran to her. But the filly was having none of that. She spun and double barreled him right in the chest! With a squeal and a whinny, he ran back towards the arena, towards me. He burried his face in my arms and sighed. I did as well. My stallion, my strong, beautiful, graceful stallion, beaten up by a filly! From that day on, he never went near another mare. Now it was time to start the proper training.