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    Peaches sighed, "I'm not sure." It was her first time here at the pasture and she was a bit worried about her owner. Her girl was sad and cried a bit but she smiled through it all, was this a bad place or a good place? She just pushed it to the back of her mind. Peaches then looked back up to Angel and neighed, "My name is Peaches."

    "Angel," She replied, and then pawed the ground impatiently. "The stallions have no intelligence; they`re arguing among themselves for no reason. Our humans will come back for us in a day or two at the very most." She snorted to punctuate the statement without a moment`s hesitation. She had trusted her rider through the most hectic situations, and her faith wasn`t about to waiver because of a gunshot or two.