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"Hey, Dylan. Some man wants to breed all of my horses to his respective mares/stallions. I kinda need your help finding the good suitors." Lilith stated. "He'll get two foals, I'll get the other three." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan smiled and nodded over his shoulder as they trotted their horses back to the barn. "Okay, I'm happy to help," he smiled at her. "Although that might be a project for another day, it looks like this storm is gonna get really bad," |
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"Yeah, I know." She agreed. "The only reason money isn't involved, is because he wanted two foals from my horses, and the other three breedings are free, regardless of stallion or mare." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan nodded. "Okay," he said dismounting his horse and leading her into the barn to be untacked and groomed down. |
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Enchanted Hera pranced alongside him, head held high. She let out another high-pitched whinny. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan held the mare back, leading her to the barn. "Easy girl, its just a storm," |
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"She's just excited. That's her excited whinny." Lilith mused. |
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Dylan smiled and chuckled, leading the mare into the barn. |
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That night, Lilith got out of the shower, and helped Dylan's mom with dinner. "Can I bake dessert?" She asked. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylans mom nodded, starting to cook dinner. "Sure," |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
