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All this work for nothing. * * * He felt his black hoof make contact, and his eyes danced with achievement, though it wasn't totally the end result he had hoped for.. The stallion then took chase after the cat with crazed zeal. With visions still burned into his mind, he dared not stop. The pouring rain fell in buckets around the throng, and the thunder sharply cracking overhead demanded the respect that it ought to get from the warring horses. Lightning crackled in the skies and electricity pulsed dangerously through thin air. Day was turned to dusky evening. And it was strange. Coat soaked once again by summer's bad temper, the bay barreled forward in hot pursuit. He streaked across the sand, sloppy slabs of it flying about. The auburn's gallop quickened as he pushed himself further, limbs churning like a racehorse's. The Thoroughbred blood in him was finally coming out. The cat should have wished that she was a cheetah. Steadily, his distance from the others grew as he raced onwards. * * * Layout by MARTY | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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