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Post by Ashley on Oct 17, 2008 23:27:04 GMT -5
Hooves clanked delicatly across the stoned pathway, the large mansion of the royal family drew her attention, she was a blue roan paint, surprisingly small for her age, she had the deep brown eyes that the former leader of Suta had, flicking her black tail, the filly moved forward, she had been seperated from her mother and father; the leaders of the northern creek herd that survived in the ancient forest near Suta. The filly stopped near Zara's grave, the beautiful tombstone was well polished and had fresh roses in front of it, her eyes widened as the filly began to see images of being a race horse, she shook her head, rearing, the filly took off across Halloween Town.
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