by Huntress13 » Sun Jan 19, 2014 7:05 am
Valek couldn't help the laugh that escaped him, a huge smirk on his face. As soon as he unclipped the lead rope, Oblivion his huge black stallion had galloped off down the field, bucking like his was a 2 year old. The stallion was 9, still immature as ever. Lek turned, still grinning and shut the paddock gate, he wrapped the lead rope over the wooden post before letting out a high pitched whistle. "Shaya" He called, seeing the German Shepherd running around the edge of the stables. The boy headed down the track and onto the roads of the town, his dog at his heels.