Holly stood in her warm stall. She shook her creamy mane, happy that her new owner, Jessica, had cleaned up her tan coat. The flaxen mare noticed that her body was no longer hurting, and all of the gashes were healing. Happy to be away from her abusers, Holly nickered quietly to herself.
Kesler galloped and bucked around in the small, round pen. It made his sale paper fly around on the rails. He let out a whinny, lifting his head op. The stallion belted it out and continued getting all if hus crazy energy out.
Vegas stood in the pasture. Her head was dipped as she cropped the grass with her teeth. She was mi ding her own business, and was feeling peaceful. Yes, she was for sale, but if anyone came, she just really wasn't in the mood for being ridden
Kerenna walked through the barn, smiling as she saw Tahoe stick his head out of the stall door. The girl walked up to him and rubbed his forehead. "Hey handsome" sge crooned to the native, bright cherry bay stallion. Opening the door, she held onto the halter and lead in her hand












