Lost and Afraid

[flameheart]

The mare stood, shivering. This was the closed she had come to crying. What had gone wrong? One moment she was in a cozy stable, sheltered with her mother and a heat lamp. But then a truck came a took her away. For three and a half years she had been held and cruelly treated. Then when she was strong enough, she escaped. And...now she was here. Staring up into the sky, looking at something she could not see. The freedom was too much. She longed for another horse, to give her companionship, to possibly become her mate. She sighed and looked around hopefully.

[abaddon]

Callan trotted toward the little mare. She looked scared, like she needed someone. Callan intended to be that someone. He was a decent stallion, a generally caring horse. But he was a stallion, none the less. He wanted this little mare. And he intended to have her no matter what. Hopefully she'd come willingly. Maybe he should offer help. He approached her. "Hello, I'm Callan. What's your name, little lady?"