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The Moors of my father

BELIKOV
This was getting to be quiet boring. No one else seemed to be around or want to interact with him today. They were so boring he thought. But as he was beginning to think of heading back to his mother a call reaches his ears and he gazes down the hill to see someone jumping around. He tilts his head and his ears flick in her direction as at first he just watches her curious. Then glancing back at where his mother was he shrugs internally and heads down the hill toward the filly as he could tell she wasn't much older then what he was probably. Both ears on her as he gazed around to make sure there was no one waiting to ambush him. Hey, I'm Belikov who are you? I don't reconize youHe says.
Colt. Norwegian Fjord Mutt . 15hh wfg . Liland X Wren


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