J’adore dismounted and ran up his stirrups. Fuerte, his Grulla Andulusian Stallion exhaled dramatically as he loosened the girth. J’adore was happy to be back. A new pack was a fresh start. He brushed over a stray hair from the horse’s mane to its rightful place and pulled a few treats out from his pocket. He ate them in a brief swipe of his tongue. ‘Avido’ J’adore laughed. Fuerte raised his head in agreement, before nudging J’adore for more. ‘Point proven!’ he said as he again reached into his pocket ‘Last ones’. He twisted Fuerte’s reins carefully so as not to harm him and let him follow behind at his own pace. In actual fact, it was Fuerte who had started to lead. He stopped at a large barbed wire fence and turned to face J’adore. ‘Don’t you dare!’ he warned, obviously being a complete rebel, Fuerte decided to run. He bolted onto his hinds and sped past the fence. J’adore could only watch in shame, knowing someone would find a tame, and tacked horse, only to think ‘who on earth owns this horse?’ J’adore sighed and sat down on a tree stump, hoping Fuerte would return before someone saw him.
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