"Anyplace, but here. Find it for yourself. If you want to leave your herd, then you need to work to find a new home," Storm said.
Spirit the stallion of the cimmaron 2
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]The bay paint filly stared the stallion down angrily. "There's nowhere to go. Do you suggest I go to the Barracks?"[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
Storm rolled his eyes at her claim. "You're wrong. There's a large, uninhabited world out there," he said, turning his head toward the endless open space. "Discover it for yourself."
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a small brown colt ran up to her. ''hey sister frost wants you to join our group.''
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]Lily shook her head. "Nu-uh. I won't."[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
''ok you are welcome to vist.'' the colt ran to fost who had 2 other small foals with her.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]GShe stared curiously after the colt.[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
''come on thunder it is time to move on.'' frost told the colt
thunder nodded.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]She blinked.[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
Storm brought his ears forward at a familiar, distant sound, turning his head toward its source. He took a small glance at the sleeping Thunder, content with him being there, then trotted away toward it.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]Lily watched the stallion trot away. Curiousity got the best of her and she followed him, slowly and silently.[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
''thunder lets go'' frost woke the small brown colt.
''but i am tierd sis.'' he said.
a black painted foul helped thunder up. ''we just have to go a little further brother.''
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Storm climbed up a nearby hill then made his way toward a lonesome tree where four other horses were. These other horses had either feathers attached to their mane and tails or coloured paint of symbols on their coats. Releasing a nicker, he joined them in grazing.
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the 4 fouls started to walk away twords the sun.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]Lily stopped at the bottom of the hill and stared at the horses. "Wow," she nickered.[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
''lilly thunder cinder we are almost to the cave'' she told them
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Catching a high whistle, Storm and the other four lifted their heads toward the sound and followed its source toward the two-leggeds. As the horses were mounted, Storm was brought to a sharp turn to the side and galloped off with the others following. However there was one horse that wasn't mounted, but instead lead around to where Thunder laid.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]Lily's eyes shone. She wanted that. She wanted to be rode like that. Just watching made her feel even more free than she was now. The paint trotted after the horses.[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage] -
moon glared at the two legs as she and her younger siblings stood on a hill.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 10px; text-align: right]Lily [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 2px dashed transparent; border-left: 2px dashed transparent; border-bottom: 2px dashed transparent; border-right: 2px dashed transparent;]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0000000; border-radius: 7px; bordercolor=orange; borderwidth=2px; width: 185px; height: 357px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font: Times New Roman; color: #FFFFFF; border-radius: 25px;][font=georgia][color=darkorange]Lily turned her head to see the filly and others glaring. How could they possibly hate such a sight? She shook her mane as she continued trotting after the horses.[/fancypost] [fancyimage]http://www.fletcherfarmsofga.c…ntFillyTHREEQUARTER-1.jpg[/fancyimage]