The Wild Mustang – Chapter 7 Blog Archive on August 19, 2009, 8:00

by Violet Inkpen, age 13


Wilderness stopped his herd on top of a ridge. He looked out and saw a black stallion running from the mountain and towards a tree to the left. He snorted. This was his challenger was it? The one trying to steal Tess!

He galloped forward, calling over his shoulder for his herd to stay put and graze. Sometimes a stallion had to fight. He surged forward, enjoying the powerful feeling that ran through his body as he used his legs to pull himself towards the other stallion at breakneck speed. The stallion disappeared behind a turn and the

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