Amaya sighed, finally tying the halter around the last horse she had to take out to the pastures, Doc. The elder gelding was always humble and sweet. Amaya loved everything about the horse, and he always had a special place in her heart. She smiled warmly, taking Doc out of the stables, and off to the pastures. She released the halter from around the gelding's head, allowing him to gallop swiftly out to the rest of the horses. Amaya smiled, leaning on the fence and watching the beautiful creatures. She watched her filly, Ginger, stumble about the horses joyfully.








