After hearing about the mare's tragic story, Zylon thought about telling his own story. "I was just like any other wild stallion." He shrugged. "Nothing strange, up until I was captured by bad humans. I was horribly trained and whipped very harshly for mistakes, for days. I nearly killed them. Twice, haha." He said.

She replied my pets grandmother is nothing like that the stallions at her grandmother's get giant painted red stalls fresh water and hay everyday.

Zylon seem to smile. "Life of a tame horse is far different than freedom." Zylon snorted. "I'd choose freedom anytime." With a small chuckle, he slowly walked over to a small puddle of water. The soothing cool water made him feel better, not by much.

Roxie get you never felt a horse massage brush.

'What is a Horse massage brush?" Zylon was curious "Is it an item used on you tamed horses?" He remarked.

Most of the time but it's way better then rubbing yourself raw on a branch

Zylon's eyes brightened "Ah, mare, come on! That is one of the best feelings in the entire world!" He laughed and stomped his hoof in excitement. "One of the best." He paused "Unless it is too much for you tamed horses." He teased once more. He tilted his head, a sparkle in his eye. He smirked, "I will try anyway." Zylon moved over to the mare's side "Lead the way."

Roxie said it's not but every now and then a horse is born with a condition called sweet itch even in the wild have you ever seen the beggar herd in that herd all the mares have it and that why they have ugly scabs missing patches of fur.

This mare seems awfully persistent to bring me along to her 'pet's grandmother'. "Why are you persistent on bringing me along?" He questioned. "I have no interest in becoming like you tamed horse, but you seem pretty comfortable talking about your humans." Zylon's words were laced with suspicion.

Hmm I m not tamed I talked for two humans only for instant why would my humans grandmother put the fence so low as could step over it.