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Subject: *A pure white stallion canters in.*


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Date Posted: 18:08:28 12/28/01 Fri

*He rears high showing energy and spirit, both in how he moves and in his dark brown eyes. He lands perfectly positioned on his front legs and his back legs tucked close flexing his haunch muscles. He stands properly now and shakes out his creamy white mane. His eyes dance with energy as he stand patiently waiting for something.*

A young girl walks up in peasent clothes looking at the pure creamy white stallion. At first her eyes seem a little angery and she scoldedhim a little. "You! You are not supposed to leave me while I'm taking you here! You know that the only reason we are selling you is that we need money for food! And just because we don't have a halter does not mean you can gallop ahead!!!!!!" She stares at him with dagger sharp eyes.

*He lowers his head giving her a pathetic look; then he brings his head up proudly and paws the ground with his hoof.*

She stares at him for a few more seconds then gives in and laughs lightly. "You!" She sighs and pats him on his pure white muscler neck. Then she reaches down and counts how how many hands he is. "Stand still Mohammed!!!" Then, "A pure white stallion for sale! 17.2Hands!!" She calls clearly with a light ringing voice. "Now lets see if anyone will want to buy you." She whispers in his ear, teasing him.

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