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"Oh, what is the matter?" Shaleigha asked the vibrant stallion while stroking his cheeks. He was in such a fuss. He wasn't at his nice beach home where the weather was steady and pleasant all year round. There were strange horses all around him. He didn't like the way the place smelled. He only got on that plane because Shaleigha had asked him to but this was not what he expected. Onibi stamped his foot and snorted, filling the air around him with the smoky smell of a dirty exhaust pipe. That was his opinion on the matter. Shaleigha didn't make a fuss with him. The stallion had come so far with his trust. It was time that he got out and saw more of the world and met more horses than those at the stable. He didn't need to be such a mama's boy forever. She simply took his long braided forelock like it was a lead and gave him a simple pull so he'd follow. He was beyond the need for tack, for she had the Beaurever's breed trait in her favor; she could tap into the bond that most of