Bleeding Horse Dublin Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Berry!" Aurora cried out as she ran over to her horse. The beautiful black mare lay on the ground shaking violently. "What's wrong with her?" She asked Devrim frantically. Devrim came alongside the horse as well and removed the loosened saddle. "I don't know. Her breathing is very labored."

Janelle moved closer to the horse and continued caressing a soft nose. "She is a mare. She's a rescue." Carter stroked the horse's neck. "I'm not sure what you mean. Like a rescue dog, where they've been abused?" Janelle asked. "Exactly. I found her along the road one day. Her ribs were showing and her back and rump bleeding from being whipped."

She wasn't trying to impress anyone today. "I’m so glad you came, Willow," Matthew said, pulling her into a warm hug. "I’ve missed my favorite honorary sister." "It’s good to see you too, Matthew." The race began with a thunderous roar of hooves. The crowd was on its feet. The competition narrowed down to two horses: a fiery red stallion named Jordan and a sleek, midnight-black mare named Cage. "Go, Jordan!" Blair screamed, actually on the same side as Willow for once.