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285happen. She knew Henry desired it too. He was clearly disinterested in other horses. There was no doubt in her mind. Henry was a human persona trapped in a horses body, or... she mused, she was a horse%u2019s sentience trapped inside a human body. She tried to neigh in amusement of her thought. Henry looked towards her and shook his head, letting out a strong neighing sound as if to tell her how to do it right.She knew all of horses mannerisms. As a child, she had often played games where she was a horse. She would stamp the ground, rear up when spooked or angry, and father would take up the role of a horse tamer. The thought made her sad and happy at the same time. She missed him. He was a strong, intelligent, and considerate man; her mother%u2014a gentle and loving wife and a perfect parent.The sound of horses cluttering along the road disturbed her thoughts. She looked up to see a group of horses passing and the dogs. A hunting party. She hated them. A cruel sport and cruel rich, spoiled, bastards doing it. One of the riders broke off when he spied her in the grass. He rode over to her.%u201cA fine afternoon,%u201d he called down to her. %u201cI see you have a fine stallion there. What%u2019s your name?%u201dShe didn%u2019t answer.%u201cI%u2019m sorry. I only asked your name. There is no call to be rude,%u201d he said.She looked up and said, %u201cI just wish to be alone with my thoughts and my horse. So, please, return to your hunt.%u201d%u201cI see. Well, I was thinking of inviting you to the post-hunt party. You look a fine female specimen. Fit, slim, a lovely young filly. But I don%u2019t think I%u2019ll bother now.%u201d%u201cGood. Then you can fuck off, then. Can%u2019t you,%u201d she retorted.%u201cI can see you are in need of being taught some manners, young lady,%u201d he said, dismounting rapidly to tower over with a threatening rider%u2019s crop. %u201cThere is no-one around. How would you like me to pull those breeches down and give you a taste of this crop on your rear, young lady. Maybe that will teach you some manners.%u201dShe looked at Henry. %u201cHenry. This jumped up, arrogant brat is The Equestrian