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Sta.sh
Name: Swirl
Gender: Female
Age: 1 1/2 years
I'm plan to put her into a story. She is not the main character, though I may do another story on her, but help our main character on his journey.
Backstory/Story:
Swirl grazed in the pasture, as she always did at this time. In the boring old field, the one that never really changed. "'Sup, Swirl?" Trotter said. His black coat looked very bright in the noon sun. The white on his back shined like a star. She looked at him. He had come from a group of annoying teenagers. "Hey, Trotter," She said, sighing. "Have you eva' seen a dog or a wolf befo'?" He asked. "Why, what do you want?" She asked, tired of his poor language. Swirl came from a very fancy place. "Well, ya' see, thar's a dawg on our pasture. Say's he gonna be a walf." Trotter explained. "And?" She asked impatiently. Was there a point to this conversation? "He want's ta get to da woods. Thought yo might know how ta get thar." He said. "Fine, I shall see what I can do. Take me to this dog, wolf thing!" Swirl demanded. "Justa comb dis way." Trotter began to lead me towards the East side of the fence. A cream colored dog with a bandanna sat there, looking and waiting.
And that's what I've got. If it isn't enough, let me know!
diablo
stallion
diablo had been working in the village for quite a while, pulling carts, he had a zebra ansecotry but none of the humans treated him they way he felt like he needed be, wild.
he was exhausted and thin,
one day, a girl got on the cart he was pulling, as she watched him his head become lower to the ground, she demanded to stop, she talked to the owner and managed to buy the horse off him, giving him plenty enough money for him to go into anoter business,
the girl took diablo back to her stables, put him in a stable, fed,watered,and groomed the weak horse, attending to him and giving him all her time,