The massive chestnut horses figure lay on the ground, a red, swollen hoof print beginning to form on his temple. He whinyed, attempting to stand back up.
"She knocked the shit out of Darius!" Laughed a girl with blonde hair.
"Darius!" Sean screeched, running toward his horse. Sean crouched down next to Darius, stroking his mane and exaiming the wound. Nightmare watched, studying the human's care for the horse. She shook her broad head, humans couldn't care for her kind, they could only show cruelity. With another deafening neigh, Nightmare stormed to the fence where all the riders sat, her flaring eyes, challenging all of them. Most of the riders jumped from the fence, intimidated by the untamed mustang.
A pinto mare trotted away from the small herd, going towards Darius and Sean. Sean turned his head to look at the pinto mare, "It's okay, Acapella, Darius will be fine," Sean said in a soothing voice, his hand stroking the top of Acapella's head. Nightmare lifted her head proudly, none of these humans would dare challenge her.
The one they called Bill, came walking towards the riders, "The one that gets the mustang into the stable gets five-hundred dollars," Bill told the riders. As soon as Bill said that, every rider ran into the stable, coming out mintutes later, mounted on top of their horses, ropes in every pair of hands. They soon began to surrong Nightmare.
"No where to run, you little nightmare," A male rider snarled, a long gash on his face showing.
"That's what we should call the beauty, Nightmare," said the blonde girl.
"Seems more like a beast rather than a beauty to me," growled Sean as he stalked past the riders, leading Darius into the stables.
Nightmare reared on her hind legs, ready to strike out at the riders, but one of the riders had retireved the far end of the rope dangiling from Nightmare's neck. Five of the riders grabbed the rope and had their horses back up, pulling Nightmare to the ground, while the rest threw more ropes around her neck until there was no escape. Nightmare was shooved into a small wooden box, and she began to kick at the walls that confined her.
"What the hell?!" Hissed the brunette girl to the young man, "You put her in a stall with Daphne's foal!"
Nightmare looked into the corner of the wooden stall and saw a small dun colored foal laying in the corner. Why had the humans put her in a stall with a foal? She wouldn't hurt it, but she would keep her distance. Laying in the opposite corner of the foal, neighing loudly. The foal lifted his head, looking at the large black horse, answering her loud neigh with a whiny. Nightmare and the foal began talking in their neighs and whinys. After about an hour, Nightmare had found out that the foals mother died while she was giving birth, and that the foals name was Rebel Yell.
The blonde haired girl sat outside the stall, watching Nightmare and Rebel Yell. "Look at that...she has a soft spot for foals...."
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