“Alright. You hate me, I'm not too fond of you. It's mutual..." he muttered, walking hesitantly toward the stallion, hand outstretched, "I know you want to bite my hand off, but I swear I have no carrots, so you have… — Shanda Sharlow Copy Share Image
“Jenni spared a moment to shake her head, before following after. “So you do it.” Max gave her a sidelong glance. “Some are born… — Shanda Sharlow Copy Share Image
“Alright. You hate me, I'm not too fond of you. It's mutual..." he muttered, walking hesitantly toward the stallion, hand outstretched, "I know you… — Shanda Sharlow Copy Share Image
