(Yup, bad eyes!

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Whisper backed up and watched the butterfly leave until it was out of sight. She sniffed the air, then froze. There was the faint scent of horse on the wind. She decided to inspect. She followed the scent and climbed up a hill. She looked down and her eyes grew wide. She reared up and ran off the hill, hoping the stallion didn't see her, yet smell her.
(This is Nick^)