DISCLAIMER: I don't own this show. I don't own the slime and goop. I don't own anything….sobs
Ahem…on with the story…
SOMEWHERE IN A WILD HORSE COUNTRY
MOM nudged her heels to the horse she was riding, urging it on into the lush green hills. There a herd of wild horses roamed and grazed. She reigned the black in and dismounted…
AMONGST THE HERD…
The leader of the herd, a palomino-cream stallion, raised this handsome head into the air and sniffed. His delicate nostrils flared and he pawed the ground. Snorting, he cantered up to his lead mare, a beautiful blue-roan with a flowing mane of black.
" Flowing Waters," he whickered to her. "sniff the air. Is there danger?"
" I sense it too, leader. Humans have invaded our land." Waters whinnied in answer.
" gather the herd. Protect the foals. Come, let us go to the hidden flats" the stallion ordered.
"immediately" the lead mare replied.
The stallion extended his stride to a lope and circled the herd, bunching them together tightly, snaking out his head now and then to check a straying horse.
Then, he 'flew' forward and led the herd into a secret valley. "duck." He instructed the herd, he himself bending low. Even then, the rocks above still grated the back of the roughly 16 hands tall stallion. He pushed on, despite the server discomfort and pain. The exit came into view and he saw sunlight streaming invitingly through the cold, damp, tunnel.
The smell of must entered his nostrils and he sneezed. Dust was aroused and the stallion blinked hard before taking one long stride into the open. He inhaled deeply the fresh air. He trotted through the long, untouched grass. He trotted towards the highest point of the "Hidden Flats" to watch over his herd. On the way, he snatched a couple of mouthfuls of water from the stream that ran through the area…
BACK TO MOM…
"u-watch activated, alpha goggles selected"
This would allow her to continue to observe the horses without intruding on their territory or disturbing their peace.
THE HIDDEN FLATS
Mares and foals dotted the area as the stallion watched lovingly over his family. Then, something bumped his left hind leg. He spun around in shock, only to see this copper-chestnut coloured daughter, Copper Coin, out of one of his favorite mares- Dark Hightailing.
"oh, Copper, its you. You know, you gave me such a fright there." He nuzzled the sweet filly.
"father, mother's acting weird. She wont let me wander off 3 feet from her." Copper complained, weaving in-between her father's lean, silver-stockinged legs.
" you're too young to understand the threat of humans." The stallion replies, recalling all the previous happenings he had with humans. All bad. The pursuing and capturing, rather, temporary capturing considering he always escaped. His beautifully coloured coat was the cause of humans always wanting him for their own, selfish uses.
"but father…" Copper whined.
"run along now." The stallion gave Copper a nudge in the right direction- to her mother.
Then, whistling could be heard. Shod hoof-beats, an ear-splitting yell that pierced through the morning calm.
The stallion reared in fright and gave a short buck before neighing," guard the foals, exit through the left tunnel!" he then added softly to his lead mare, "I'll take care of the two-leggeds."
Anger flashed into his soft, brown eyes. He shook his mane vigorously and charged forward, into the tunnel and knocking a rider off his horse. The stallion looked back and jumped a rock, only to be restrained by a rope. He chocked, he stumbled, he fell. The stallion got up immediately and charged towards his captor, fury flooding his mind, teeth bared…only to be restrained by yet another rope, this time, higher on the neck.
Panic was aroused in his heart and he charged and everything in sight. The whites of his eyes showed and his legs flailed crazily and he lost his balance. The men yanked their ropes, forcing him to his feet. He struggled, but more ropes were thrown over him, leaving him with no choice but to follow. Follow them to their temporary pen- at Dead Horse Hut.