Aamiir He walked after the halter, moving forward he hooked the rope on the stall door, grabbed a mouthful of Wildfire's hay and tossed the hay on her head.
The Name's
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DON'T STEAL THESE PICTURES. THEY ARE MINE.
L I V E Like there's no tomorrow L A U G H Like you did when you were little L O V E Like you've never been hurt