Hayley Williams
Once finished cleaning out Rose's stall, Hayley got in her car and returned home to change. Now wearing a loose t-shirt and jeans, she grabbed herself a drink from the fridge and sat down on the couch to think about what to do next.
Shadowed Rose | Arabian Mare
Aware of the scent of a stallion nearby, Rose slowed to a halt by the fence and looked left and right. Tossing her head up, the mare let out a shrill whinny, her ears pricked as she awaited a reply. (wb)