Upper Class Love
The palomino whispered gently as he gave an honest smile to robert.
Binary Genetics-Chapter 3
"the palomino colt. is he the one you saw yesterday?" peters looked. "yes, he's andrea's. the blue roan. cass must have bred her." keller looked back at her. "a blue roan can't have a palomino." the ranger was taken aback. "you're right.
A week of dates
I slid down off the horse, and tied the palominos reins to a branch, allowing him to crop the grass under his hoofs.
The Tribe Characters and Chapter 1
Leader hymn trotted into view, followed by a squat mare with a sleek black body and palomino mane and tail. behind them walked a bay stallion with a white star in the middle of his face.
How not to be Pony
Now imagine another clearing, here is where evilina rich of 354 east palomino road, exocanterlot, se9. i will now ask her to stand up, ms. rich, will you stand up please?
The Dying Game
Above the muddy water, the young, two-legged palomino equine on the bridge sat and stared.
The Tribe Chapter 2
While the black-and-white filly watched the two, a palomino colt looked at her, setting her brother's suspicions high. what would this colt do to her?
Slaughter at Stringybark Creek - Prequel -
Slaughter at Stringybark Creek Prequel (c) Cederwyn Whitefurr 29th November, 2012 All Rights Reserved. Kookaburra's. with their laughing call pealing forth, joining in the chorus of the other birds, and in the distance, come the warbling cry of...
No Frills: Bonnie Marie Barlow
In the school's culture, if a given student was a horse, it was preferred that she be a pretty breed such as a paint, grey, palomino or appaloosa. morgans just didn't cut the proverbial mustard.
Playing God: A Prologue Of Sorts: Born In Sin
._ and, as it turned out, the elderly but wiry palomino horse, looking at me with mild curiosity and smoking a short wooden pipe, was the owner of the entire thing. marcus armstrong. early seventies at the time.
A Bond Unbroken ~ Chapter 9
With a heavy hearted sigh the young palomino stud slumped over the desk, his paws sending a cascade of scrolls and parchment tumbling to the floor as he openly wept for the first time since hearing of his brothers death.
Dear Philip
Another, nettie, was a little palomino pony. she was very nervous, shy, indrawn toward herself. nettie barely spoke or ever put even a few words together. she would only speak if she felt her opinion needed to be known.