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Zeus:
The girl had sold her best friend, a lovely white pony, to buy Zeus, who was a little, fat, fjord stud colt. She had always had big dreams, and she was betting on him to get her there. He began immediately proving himself to be a kind old gentleman at heart. He was a calming influence on all around him, and he quickly made his way into everyone's hearts. His introduction into the sorrel brigade went smoothly; the old man of the group became his protector, and the younger horses his friends. The girl worked with him most days, and he easily learned everything she asked of him. She couldn't wait for the day he was old enough to actually ride, but he was enjoying his life as a baby mostly learning to be a horse from the lessons the brigade taught to him.
The Sorrel Brigade:
The brigade was made of four horses. Each were what some would call plain, but each held an important position. The old man of the group was named Pete. He was a ranch horse, and he knew his job better than the girl who rode him. He put her in the right place at the right time to get things done, and although at times she felt he was slow, even at her young age she knew the importance of what he was teaching her. The next horse in line was also beginning to feel his age and ridden by the oldest child of the family. He was another who would only have been titled a ranch horse. He wasn't special to anyone excepting the girl who rode him; he didn't have much of a handle and couldn't have won a single competition. However, since he had been given the oldest girl, he toted her through many long and hard days and they had always made it home safely.
The third horse was named Bones. He was the main horse of the wife. He had some marks against him, but he was an athletic and humorous little horse. She had intended to show him as a cowhorse, but his talent seemed to lie in the cutting portion of the event. He was also proving himself to be a neat ranch horse because he could read a cow and a situation quickly and react accordingly. He was emotional and busy and extremely friendly. The final horse was a newer addition to the brigade. He was a Spanish style of horse who seemed to carry with his bad attitude loads of talent. The mother called him "the most naturally talented and least likable horse she had met." Luckily, although she was hesitant to admit it, he was straightening up his attitude and becoming a horse she looked forward to working each day. They named him Eeyore.
Lucy:
Lucy was not a part of the brigade. She was ridden by the father. She was a fancy bay filly who put too much effort into moving with a dramatic flair to move very quickly. They often called her a princess, and she seemed to believe them. If she were a woman she would have been beautiful and quite above it all.
The girl had sold her best friend, a lovely white pony, to buy Zeus, who was a little, fat, fjord stud colt. She had always had big dreams, and she was betting on him to get her there. He began immediately proving himself to be a kind old gentleman at heart. He was a calming influence on all around him, and he quickly made his way into everyone's hearts. His introduction into the sorrel brigade went smoothly; the old man of the group became his protector, and the younger horses his friends. The girl worked with him most days, and he easily learned everything she asked of him. She couldn't wait for the day he was old enough to actually ride, but he was enjoying his life as a baby mostly learning to be a horse from the lessons the brigade taught to him.
The Sorrel Brigade:
The brigade was made of four horses. Each were what some would call plain, but each held an important position. The old man of the group was named Pete. He was a ranch horse, and he knew his job better than the girl who rode him. He put her in the right place at the right time to get things done, and although at times she felt he was slow, even at her young age she knew the importance of what he was teaching her. The next horse in line was also beginning to feel his age and ridden by the oldest child of the family. He was another who would only have been titled a ranch horse. He wasn't special to anyone excepting the girl who rode him; he didn't have much of a handle and couldn't have won a single competition. However, since he had been given the oldest girl, he toted her through many long and hard days and they had always made it home safely.
The third horse was named Bones. He was the main horse of the wife. He had some marks against him, but he was an athletic and humorous little horse. She had intended to show him as a cowhorse, but his talent seemed to lie in the cutting portion of the event. He was also proving himself to be a neat ranch horse because he could read a cow and a situation quickly and react accordingly. He was emotional and busy and extremely friendly. The final horse was a newer addition to the brigade. He was a Spanish style of horse who seemed to carry with his bad attitude loads of talent. The mother called him "the most naturally talented and least likable horse she had met." Luckily, although she was hesitant to admit it, he was straightening up his attitude and becoming a horse she looked forward to working each day. They named him Eeyore.
Lucy:
Lucy was not a part of the brigade. She was ridden by the father. She was a fancy bay filly who put too much effort into moving with a dramatic flair to move very quickly. They often called her a princess, and she seemed to believe them. If she were a woman she would have been beautiful and quite above it all.
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