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ok)) Silvy, a grey and brindle paint mare, grazed near the edge of the herd that consisted of mostly mares and only a few stallions. she snorts softly as the grass brushed against her muzzle. she flicks her tail as she grazed alone. |
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Power galloped up to the herd, he was on patrol all night. The herd greeted him with nickers and hellos, he responded with his own neighs. |
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She lifts her head and looked over at Power, she watched the herd get all excited about his return, she lowered her head back down and started grazing again. |
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She lifts her head and looked over at Power, she watched the herd get all excited about his return, she lowered her head back down and started grazing again. |
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He slowed to a trot, then a walk. He looked around before going up to his rock that overlooked the herd, his mane flowed with the on-going wind. |
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She stopped grazing after awhile, she looked over at Power then went to the near by pond, she walked down into the water and laid down in the shallow water to cool off. |
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He watched her and trotted down to the pond, staying a few feet away but watched out of the corner of his eye. |
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She hums quietly to herself and rolls in the water a bit, she looks around as she laid in the water. |
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Hurricane ! Follow Evacuation Routes.
