[wheatleys]

A quiet black shadow thundered across the praries. The night cast an inky black spell over the thing that spilled and blurred. It shot quicker and faster. Soon it revealed its identity. She was a bay-buckskin mare with a dark reddish brown mane and tail. Thunder crackled and she galloped faster. Her long limbs could carry her for miles. "Star! Dont! You were my best friend!" The horse whinnied over her shoulder. The black mare with a white star took a good charge and soon they were neck and neck. Rain spat from the angry clouds and hit her furiously. The horse neighed. "Amber!" Hissed Star. A rider was on her back. Amber had escaped because she saw her parents be slaughtered by the man that was riding Star. "I wont go back!" Amber kicked up mud and it hit Star in the face. Star shook her flat head and blurted out, "It wasnt him!" Amber cocked her head and slowed down to a quick trot. "Likely story... 'Friend'..." Amber halted and reared up. Star skidded to a halt. The man growled something and grabbed his lasso. Star looked down. It was it. She had been caught. The blood slid down her glossy orange coat. Tears ran furously down her face as she gave up. The lasso caught her by the throat. She accidentally stepped on a large rodent and blood gurgled out of it, splashing up as lightning struck. She neighed and Star roared. Amber was jerked back and she fell backwards. She felt the lasso be tightened as she strained to breath. The blood and rain welled in her throat and soon she gave up. She couldnt bear to see another one of her kind be murdered. She let her hooves go limp and she closed her eyes forever...