purple burst of paper birds
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Range smiled and gladly accepted the rope, holding the horse close he stroked it's muzzle, amazingly it sat quietly as he did. He took a few shaky steps worried about a bad reaction upon nothing happening he lifted his head proudly and began walking.
"Good horse Maia! your doing so well!"
He was just passing the halfway point of the corral coming, nothing but pride as his chest was nicely puffed out and he wore a toothy grin.
"I'm not a horse, but I think Hermes is gonna enjoy her company"
He chuckled having avoided making that sentence dirtier.
I have this wierd feeling...
As the negative thought crosses his mind the horse would buck, the rope coming out of the young man's hands. As the horse spun almost on spot Range saw the back legs coming up. Without thinking he dove between the beams of the corral landing safely outside. Having rolled across the grass for an extra five or so feet just in case Range laid there motionlessly.
That was closer then i wanted.
He rolls onto his back staring into the corral as he begins to laugh uncontrollably.
"Almost took my head off! naughty Girl!"
He sat up and looked to his uncle who had just started to handle the situation.


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