Capriche

I stepped onto the land of the prairie, my orbs searching the land that seemed so alive with different animals. Both wolves and horses, as well as humans! I snorted, pawing at the ground viciously. I then started forward at a strong trot, sure I would be safe enough. My chestnut pelt gleamed brightly in the sunlight, as dull as it may be. It really showed how well taken care of I had been these past days. I grinned and then reared, pawing at the air in a wild frenzy. I was bred by humans for speed, and nothing but. Well also purity and inner strength, but my speed was the greatest of all. I could run well over 40 miles per hour, like any normal racing Thoroughbred, but I could go much faster. Even over 50, maybe even 60. I don't know-- I never needed that much speed to get away from something. But I usually never backed down from a fight, unless I absolutely needed to. My life was more important, after all, though it may not seem that way. I continued onward, bobbing my elegant dial up and down, keeping alert for any strangers.

Jason

Jason smirked as he put down his binocculars. He needed a stallion. This was perfect. He was out of hearing and smelling, and vision. He leaned over his backback, and pulled out a tranquilizer gun. He loaded it and aimed. When he thought he had the perfect spot and his flank, he fired...

Capriche

My dial turned to look as I heard a sound. Snorting, I moved just fast enough, dodging the tranquilizer. I shook my mane and neighed out shrilly, as a warning to any other animals around. Then I bolted forward with even more speed, knowing that there was a human about now. I raced into the outer foliage of the prairie, avoiding the trees. I then slowed down, circling around. I passed some pines and smaller trees, auds swiveling and nares flaring. I wouldn't go that easily. Never. My elegant bod moved gracefully, in a steady trot as I went around the area, wondering if I had lost this two-legged or not.

Jason and *Horse*

Jason swore as he missed. He kicked the ground, sending up grass. But,he had an idea. He went to his trailer and pulled out a yearling colt that he had used before in catching one of his first horses. He took the halter off, slapped him, and the colt galloped towards him. "run!" He said in a squeaky, annoying voice.

Jason put up a portable fence that led to the trailer. Once he was in, he couldn't get out. He loaded his tranquilizer again,just in case.