Post by junebuggers on Aug 21, 2010 19:30:18 GMT -6
Shamila danced into the claiming grounds, tail high, and ready for some fun. She had always been an exciting filly, she was always up for fun and excitement. Now that she was 3 she was ready to go out and find a herd of her own. Knowing that she had to find the right stallion made her think, how would she know if he was right? She shook her head and got the thought out of her mind, she would know if the stud was right for her or not.