A capture

[lstone]

Three Dakotas on painted horses thundered in, howling and jabbering in their language. They hauled in a bay stallion, his pelt covered in sweat and heart pulsing with fear and anger. His piercing amber eyes were full of fury, his ears pinned firmly back. They continued to jabber, and a young girl scrambled to her feet, watching the procession as it wound its way through the camp. The bay was so terrified, not even sure of where he was. They forced him into the corral, so tall they were impossible to jump, even for a huge stallion like himself. He whinnied angrily, rearing up high, the men missing his flailing hooves by inches. They dragged him down, and tied him to the fence, his hind leg tethered too. They led in a chestnut mare, which was calmly walking into the corral, snorting inquisitively at the wild stallion. He pinned his ears back as they left them there for the night.

the stallion

the mare

[horseluver32]

another mare was led in. She walked with ehrhead down and sad.She looked over at the stalion tied up. Then they tied her to a post in a stall near his. She looked out over the stall to him.

[lstone]

"Hi" the stallion said miserably.