(Guys, slow down a little, I and Mare need to get our input too, you know.)
Kris woke up, and quickly threw on new clothes, which consisted of some pants, Converse tennis shoes, and a t-shirt. He ate a quick breakfast and ran to the barn. He saw a commotion, and listened to what was going on. Apparently, the new horse and Angel were going to have a foal. He walked over.
"Hey!" Kris started,"Did you ask to breed this horse with yours? You do realize it's not yours, right?" he huffed, quite angry with this person for not really asking permission to create a foal with Angel and her horse.
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Candee was anxious in her stall. She circled around, pounding the ground with her hooves. She snorted, and lowly neighed.
Where is Kris!?!? Candee thought, wanting to be ridden.



