Honeydew

The small Caspian mare stood silently in the pasture, her head hanging and ears drooping. The sun was beating down hard on her literally thinning pelt, making her back feel quite rashy. You probably wouldn't recognize her if you had ever known her before. She used to be such a beautiful elegant little creature. The owners of the place hadn't been around in a long time, and had left Honeydew in the pasture. Of course, her being quite short, she couldn't jump the fencing keeping her in. There were traces where she indeed had tried-- there were a few scrapes and dirt spots where she had attempted to clear the fence, but she also had the scratches and cuts along her legs and chest to prove her failure.
Her chestnut pelt was riddled with dirt and dust, and some of her skin was even peeling a bit from being exposed to the sun for too long. She was incredibly skinny-- each rib looked carefully sculpted beneath her skin. Being without enough water, it was probably a miracle she was still standing, or even breathing for that matter. She just stood there all day and night, her now fragile frame being painful to move efficiently. To her, sometimes it felt as though her structure would just crumble.
Up to today she kept herself up. Though now, all hope seemed lost.

Amy

Amy was out riding her mustang Jenner.She looked up and saw a ranch that looked deserted.Looking closer she saw a mare that seemed to be in bad condition.Good thing she had always carreyed extras stuff.She slipped off her mustang giving him one final pa on the shoulder.Then going to her saddlebag she grabbed a halter and a small bag half full of oats and hay.Padding up slowly to the horse she clucked her touge calling to it softly.