Wild at Heart - Part 1

by Rayna
(Surprise, Arizona)

The wind ruffled my long black mane, as it blew through my homeland. the lush green grass swayed, as the fluffy white clouds moved across the pale blue sky, and My dark bay coat glimmered in the sunlight. This was my home; this was where I belong.

I glanced over at the palomino and gray mares as they grazed. Their colts danced beside them. I whinnied to the horses, and we set off galloping, our legs moving in graceful strides. Our manes flew in the wind as our tails danced. The colts and fillies tossed their heads in joy as we galloped across the green land.

Suddenly something caught my eye. Stopping the herd, I turned my gaze to a strange object to the left of us. It shined, and flickered, then disappeared. Some strange shouting noises followed. My herd was in trouble. I whinnied for them to run, while I check it out. One of the mares stepped forward anxiously. I whined for her to leave, but she did not.

Having no choice, I reared up, kicking my legs in the air. Frightened, the mare turned and ran with the rest of the herd. I turned my gaze to the black shadowy figures that were coming closer. Taking one last look at my herd, I ran at the figures. The shouts grew louder, and the light; brighter. Finally I came upon the strange figures, and recognized them as the scrawny two-leggeds.

I snorted in disgust as they backed away; frightened. This was my home, and I wasn't going to let them hurt my herd. I roared for them to back off, then reared up on my hing legs, and thrashed my front hooves in the air.

The two-leggeds pulled out some strange metal rod, and held it up to the air. they pulled some small black thing, and a roaring bang sounded through the air. It pierced my ears, and I shook my head, trying to clear it. Quickly I lunged forward, my powerful hooves crashing onto one of the two-leggeds. The others shouted commands, and pulled out some weird brown stuff. I reared up again, whinnying as loud as ever. The two-leggeds tossed the brown stuff around my neck, and pulled it tight.

I struggled and reared and bucked, but my efforts were in vain, because I stumbled, and fell to the ground. The two-leggeds bound more of the scratchy brown stuff onto my, securing me completely, then they dragged me forward, and everything went black.

Wild at Heart - Part 2

by Rayna
(Surprise, Arizona)

Previously:

I struggled and reared and bucked, but my efforts were in vain, because I stumbled, and fell to the ground. The two-leggeds bound more of the scratchy brown stuff onto me, securing me completely, then they dragged me forward, and everything went black.
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I opened my warm brown eyes to find myself enclosed in a big brown box. There was wood on all four sides, but in front of me the wood was only half the size of the rest. There was a strange metallic notch on the side.

I strained my neck to look behind me, seeing a small hole, covered in some transparent material. The sun peeked through the material, lighting up the strange box. All around me, there were new scents. The scent of pine, and forest under me, the awful scent of the two-leggeds, and the welcoming scent of other horses. I struggled to my hooves, and crept over to the wall with only half the wood, and poked my head out.

There was a long hallway, with opening on the sides. Other horse's heads were poked out. On both ends of the hallway, there was no wood, letting in the sunlight.

Suddenly a shrill, but happy neigh filled my ears, making me draw my head back in fright. After a few moments, I stuck it out the opening, and looked to my right. I was amazed by what I saw.

A sleek buckskin head, with warm, welcoming brown eyes, was there to greet me. A white stripe, running down her forehead, met up with her dark muzzle, and her black forelock rested nicely on top her of forehead. The mare nodded her head in hello, making her forelock shift to the left. She nicked as I reached my muzzle over, but I quickly drew it back as I heard another frighteningly loud neigh echo through the strange place. I turned my head to my right to see a huge black, heavy, built head.

This stallion also had a white stripe running down to his muzzle. Angry air blasted out through his nostrils, the warm breath surrounding me. The stallion curled his lip, showing his ugly yellow teeth as he reached out to nip me.

I quickly pulled my head back, laying my ears on the back of my head. Cautiously, I walked back over to the opening, and looked to the stall straight in front of me.

There was no friendly head poking out, but I did see a horse standing in the back corner of the stall with its head down. It's coat looked shaggy and dirty, and its mane was tangled and knotted.

-Who is this horse?- I thought, straining my eyes to see its head. I looked to my right again to see the lovely buckskin mare's head. I nickered to her, but she pinned her ears back, drawing back into her stall. I realized why she had done that as a searing pain shot up my ear. I tossed my head, and looked to my left to see the big black stallion again. Like the mare, I drew my head back into the stall.