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Dixie rolled off the wood, Adelle rapidly backing up so she wouldn't get hit as well. Her tail wagged brightly as the white dog bounced to her feet. Her nose was tapped, and Adelle promptly sneezed. Told where the horse was Adelle glanced over, trying to see past the thick wood of the fence. Arms wrapped around her stomach, and she felt herself hoisted into the air. Out of habit Adelle instantly relaxed, going still so she could be carried. She was curious about this mean horse.
The revealed horse didn't look mean at all. He looked very, very beautiful. He was powerful, and immediately Adelle was launched into a fantasy, the stallion carrying her as they charged through battle, the horse trampling all that opposed them. The eager puppy squirmed, leaning into the fence to get the best look possible. The horse stretched out, sniffing at her. Adelle reached out her tongue, managing to just lick his nose before he wheeled away. Wow. He a warrior too?