Zylon thought for a moment and looked ahead of them "Are we going to go to your 'pet's' grandmother?" He asked, impatiently.

Yes my pets fo!lowing us . She doesn't ride me when I'm talking to wild horses.

Zylon snorted "Where is your barn?" He asked. "If it is near, I can find it on my own."

Huh at the grandmothers house it the most prized barn crimson colored and 5 miles from here. I am escaping with my pet to go there and roam free.

"Alright! Can we go there or do you just wanna sit here and chit-chat?" He gave her an impatient look and huffed. "A wild stallion never stays in one spot too long before becoming reckless." He shook his mane and began to dig the ground with one hoof.

Rosie starts to trot well then common defeats heading west

Instantly, the wild stallion followed behind her. "I am Zylon, by the way."

Oh Im Roxie: I'm was once a racehorse.

Zylon didn't recognize this term. "What is a racehorse? What is...'race'?" He asked. "Never heard the term before." He then smirked. "You wouldn't have to be controlled by humans if you felt freedom before."

Im not now that I escaped and racing is when two of more horses run to see whos faster. I loved to race, I always won you would know how it is if you were related to secretariat the worlds fastest horse.