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Post by Running on Nov 9, 2012 8:16:36 GMT -5
The large sun just began to rise and dry the dew that had collected over night. The trek had been long and tiring. As far as the stallion could tell no one had discovered this piece of earth yet. Looking behind him three mares and another stallion, which was quite alright considering they were very much friends. "This is where we shall call home." The large equine stomped his hoof to the ground. A sudden gust of air whistled through Diablo's mane and caused his forelock to wrap back up behind his ear. The large draft horse shook his mane and looked at his 'herd' to see what they had to say.
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