A/n what is this? Another story? Yep! That's right! Miss placed my flash drive that has my other fanfiction stories on it so…. Had this on my mind until I wrote it down. Until I find it enjoy this new story! Sorry if it's slow at the start it will pick up so stay tuned. chapter 2 will be up after I type it as I started this new story on good old paper lol also when I get back to a library and have wifi. lol. Hope all like it!
Summary
Two wild horses find love. But then one of them gets captured and the other one goes on a quest to find and safe then return them both back to the wild! Will the horses succeed in getting their freedom back?
Freedom of the Horse
Standing in the grass was a 16 hand red-white stallion named Legend. The red paint with his head raised, flicked his small ears as he listened to the wind howling around him, the snow swirling between his white legs, with a swish of his red-white tail Legend, after scanning the wind for danger he dropped his heavy head into the tall but withering grass. He is a young stallion just turned three last full moon cycles. As Legend eats, he wonders if he will find a mate as all wild stallions have done for years since Creation. The sun shown down cold and harsh, as the snow clouds blew away for the time being.
As one horse finds food another one lays down ready to die. A solid black filly her skin thin over her bones, sharp hip bones came plainly followed by stark ribs and even her spine bone was able to be seen. The hollows above her Honey amber eyes seemed to swallow her eyes they are so deep. Her name is Raven. She is a two year old. As a two week old foal she lost her mother to a broken leg. They were running from the wolves when her mother stepped on a crack in the hard ground it opened up swallowing her leg, Raven shuddered as she fell asleep. As she dreamed she saw a bay mare coming to her with Starshine in her coat, "Flower!" cried Raven as she bolted to her. "My daughter don't give up just yet, you have a great destiny ahead of you!" She led Raven to a glowing patch of bright green grass. "Eat and you will grow strong," then the black filly tore into the grasses and devoured them in one bite.
Soon almost as soon as she swallowed the grass she felt strong and then she knew she must live. The dream dissipated and Raven got to her hooves, breathing heavily as just that small movement exhausted her, until she caught her breath. Looking down over her hill she sniffed the strong wind catching the scent of another equine. She tore into the grasses with renewed vigor after an hour of grazing she grew thirsty so she raised her head again to check for water. Very tall black filly with a pure Arab dished head almost a curve with a nice round back and long legs standing about 16.1 hands with a long flowing black tail dipped white at the tips.
Over the crest of the hill Raven caught sight of a very handsome stallion! She took in his muscular hindquarters, lean but fast looking legs and when he turned to stare up at her hill she noted his wide and very deep chest bursting with muscle. "Perhaps he can guard and protect me as I gain my full strength back!" so with a happy heart she walked down the hill slowly to this young but strong stallion.
(Legend)
The red Paint stallion watched as this pitiful creature came down the hill towards him. Shaking his head which slung his white mane to the left side of his neck from the right, Legend surged forth into easy canter up to the- now he could tell it was a filly perhaps 2yrs old- once he got a least four horselenghs he slowed to a walk. How my luck has changed!
Prancing with his neck arched and his tail raised Legend stopped in front of her. "Hi,"