Chase

The white stallion's crystal blue eyes searched the area over, the scent of humans trailing to his nostrils. His hooves pounded the ground and shook everything at least 4 feet away. He neighed and shrieked, he wanted to be known about by humans. It was always his one dream, to be wanted. Someday he maybe would come to stay, he had been gentled by humans so long ago, but they were long gone.

Coming and seeing the house, he neighed and pounded his hoof, rearing and hopping on his hind legs, so when a human came out, he would gallop off.