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by she's-sato » Thu Nov 22, 2018 2:47 pm
The horses knew something was wrong when they felt the wind banging at the windows, like a monster trying to break through. Their ears were laid back, fear growing more and more intensely among them. The loud roar of a train came in the distance, the horses could sense something coming. The next thing they knew, they were hit hit with such force despite nothing seeming to touch them. As they saw the roof being torn over their heads, everything suddenly went black. When they awoke, their stables were destroyed and all that was left was some planks of wood. Their humans were gone and they only had each other. Out of fear of the monstrous winds meeting them once again, they panicked and fled from the scene. Now they are lost, having only each other. Horses born into captivity must learn what it means to survive in the wild, escaping predators and surviving the harsh climate. In a world with no fences and no humans, will these horses learn to beat the tornado?
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by T I G E R roar » Mon Nov 26, 2018 8:32 am

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β age.. fifteen
β gender.. Male
β breed.. andalusian
β height.. 17.1 hands
β traits.. curious, compassionate, wise, Strong-willed
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