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The day began just like any would with the sun rising and the wind blowing, but none of it brought the sign of another horse. Then again I tried very hard to be by myself or at least stay my distance from other horses, attachment issues. So with the warmth of the sun I move a few paces into the sun light and grazed simply on the fresh dew grass. My ears flick slightly at the sound of running water and the calls of morning birds. Letting out a snort, flicking my long velvety mane before taking a small step in search of fresher grass. This was providing to be a calm morning, a morning like it his usually meant something, but what was the question. Not thinking to hard about it I continues to graze in the warmth of the sun at the base of a hill.