01-19-2016, 11:30 PM
Espíritu de Fuego walked into the field, tired from the journey. He was looking for a mare so he could start a herd. His muscles moved under his short chestnut coat, his dark brown eyes shone and the white circle around his eye and splash of white on his rump shone in the sun. After a while, he lay down, not seeing the mare that lay nearby.