Thunder clapped loudly, echoing across the barren plains. The stallion raised his head, his white coat seeming to glow in the half-light of the dark evening. He shivered, sensing a storm. The thunder rumbled again and the stallion tensed, the storm’s electricity sparking in his mind. The air was getting clammy, close and hard to breathe. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the landscape, the tufts of long grass casting spooky shadows onto the floor. The stallion reared, his eyes reflecting the light of the lightning, tail streaming into the near darkness. He plunged back down to earth, springing forward on powerful hind legs, muscles rippling as he swallowed up the rough and uneven land in long, sweeping strides. It began to rain, at first a gentle drizzle, then cascading into a windswept torrent.
Still the stallion ran on. He didn’t tire, bravely battling the elements to reach a drier home. His coat, usually fluffy, was slicked to his sides, his mane blowing behind was whipped against his neck, sending spray in all directions. His nostrils flared with the effort of trying to inhale as much oxygen as possible, his eyes showing white at the edges.
The thunder rumbled again, the stallion extended his stride to breaking point as he saw a forest on the horizon. As he neared it, the wind dropped slightly.
A whinny broke the stallion’s concentration on reaching the forest. He paused, whipping round to his right. He stepped back in surprise as he saw a stocky piebald mare, with a long mane slicked against her neck and feathers caked in mud. Her left eye was a lustrous blue, and she blinked at the stallion calmly, as if it wasn’t raining at all. She smiled.
“Hello, Cloud.”
“How do you know my name?” The stallion was again startled. He raised his foreleg, ears pricked. It had suddenly stopped raining.
“You’d be surprised at what I know.” The mare neighed. She lifted her head to the sky, and the stallion followed her gaze. The clouds and darkness had all but disappeared; in their place?
A beautiful rainbow stretched across the sky.
The horses looked at each other.
They knew that something special had begun.
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