Post by darkfantasy on Jan 12, 2007 22:19:29 GMT -5
As the stallion ascented the hill, he looked around, watching out for humans. His mares were safe and hidden in his secret valley, but the stallion loved teasing the humans whenever they wanted to catch him. Every one of them failed. Not one ever kept him when he was roped either. The Phantom was the wildest spirit.
But whenever he saw a mare, he wanted her to be his, the King,
and not let his son New Moon have any.
But whenever he saw a mare, he wanted her to be his, the King,
and not let his son New Moon have any.