Silvery mane and tail flying,

Long, sleek arched neck

Powerful hindquarters pumping

Drumming of diamond hard hooves

And a coat pale as the silvery moon

That shines, radiant and bright

When a silvery cream filly is seen near War Drum Flats, nobody knows who she is or where she came from. Linc Slocum doesn't care and wants the rare filly for his ranch, but the Phantom seems drawn to the filly also.Sam believes the filly deserves to be wild and free and Linc if he catches her,will take away all her freedom and it could break her spirit.

Can Sam stop Linc Slocum from hurting the filly?

Also

Can she find out who the filly is, where she came from and why she is here?

Filly's POV –

I have always lived wild and free, sort of. Until the terrible day, when a man caught me, abused me and abandoned me in surroundings which were unfamiliar and strange. I, the Silver Filly of the South was now captured no more.

I stood trembling in the freezing rain, right where the cruel man had left me and then started walking. My silver cream coat, usually so shiny and soft, now hard, damp and matted. My head hung low to the ground; I was exhausted and very hungry and thirsty. Sure I could drink the rain, but it was not enough. I walked slowly and sort of automatically and finally reached a dry cave. It was not very high or wide, but it was sooo warm…..

I opened my eyes and dreaded the daily ritual of beating by my owner, but wait. I was Free! No more horrible men cornering me to do their bidding, hardly ever feeding me and beating me. Free! It ran through my mind and straight done my spine. Free! I trotted outside and drank from a puddle of rainwater, ahhh...That tasted good, sweet, cold and refreshing! I decided to roll in some sand nearby. My little paradise and I was free!

Two days I spent wandering; exploring and finally I came to a river and jumped straight in. I swam around, washing all the dirt, grime, sweat and fear from my beautiful coat. I was enjoying myself for once.

I was a filly born to run, my parents were derby and cup winners, but unfortunately my father broke his cannon bone and was put to sleep. My mother and I were released into the wild, when I was still a foal, when my owners were bankrupt and didn't want to sell us.

I spent hours running and rolling through the grass, head held high and then…

I saw him.