Summer Farm Fun {Private}

By nightfall, the horse seemed more relaxed, he trotted about and almost seemed to be playing, though every so often he would stop and give a shrill whinny, like he was calling to someone, he jolted as he spotted the teen but he didn't spook, he was slow to approach him again, snorting and keeping back a few paces, the stallion looking about almost if he was trying to see if any other humans were around, when he felt it was alright he moved closer to the teen and he began sniffing at him, his broad chest pressed against the fence as his neck arched to examine the human teen.

The young teen watched as the stallion continued to graze on the hay. He shifted and tilted his head when the horse started to inch over. He remained still and perfectly relaxed, not wanting to spook the horse. He allowed the horse to sniff at him, but was spooked by a worker that walked too close to them. Connor watched the horse gallop away to the other side of the pen, instantly glaring at the worker that spooked the beautiful horse. Stepping from the fence, he decided to go make himself busy until nightfall. Hoping he had a better chance with the horse then. When most of the workers left and night settled down upon the farm, he returned to the fence. Standing by it once more, leaning against it and watching the horse with a growing interest.

It took a few minutes, but the stallion began to grow curious of the teen, he hadn't seen him before and he didn't seem to fear him. Slowly, inch by inch, the stallion stepped closer to the teen, trying to reach out to smell him without getting too close, the blue roan stallion jerked back at the slightest movement, before he was within reach of the other and sniffing at him, when another worker passed by the stallion spooked and raced to the other side of the pen, pawing the ground nervously.

Connor watched as the horse became spooked by the worker that had entered the pen. He watched as the horse charged him, only to stop and rear back before him. Turning to continue running aroundbthe pen. The young teen turned his head and watched as the worker stepped over to where he stood. So, the horse was as wild as he was; how interesting. That was when the man commented about the horse killing him of he had the chance. "Yeah.. I'll keep that in mind, thanks." He mumbled to the man, watching as he left. Eyes drifting back to the stallion that was now feasting on the hay. Just leaning over the fence, watching the horse curiously. Not minding how weary the stallion was of him.

The large stallion jolted and nearly spooked as a worker tried to get in the pen with him, he reared up and bolted, he raced to the fence, charging toward the teen before he skidded to a stop and reared up again, letting out a shrill whinny before he began racing about the pen, the worker hopping the fence and sighing as he walked around to the teen, "That there is who we call Maniac horse, or just crazy horse, a lot of things" The worker said, "Might want to stay away from him, he'd kill you if he got the chance" The man said before walking away. The stallion seemed to settle when the man left and he snorted, shaking himself out before he began nibbling at the hay again, facing the teen and keeping an eye on him, the stallion clearly nervous.

Connor, of course, was a troubled kid. He did drugs and got into trouble with a group he ran with. His parents tried to do everything they could to get him on the right course. Though, despite what they did for him, it was all for nothing. So they just decided to get him away from city life and away from the trouble that occurred within the city. They dropped him off at his grandparent's farm, hoping that would straighten him up.

Climbing out of the car, he glanced to his parents and said his goodbyes before grabbing his luggage. Closing the door of the vehicle, he watched them leave without another word. Holding his baggage while looking around the farm he had been dropped off at. Looking around as he went to the house to drop his items off in the room he would be staying in. Deciding to go out and see the animals that were in the farm. Eventually finding the horse that was in the pen. Standing by the fence as he watched the horse curiously. Having not seen a horse yet, so he was rather interested in the animal.

Loud whinnies and thundering hooves could be heard across the plains as a helicopter chased after the large herd lead by a deep blue roan speckled stallion. The stallion snorted and breathed heavily as he was trying to lead his herd to safety, the herd was ran into a large holding pen where the horses were separated. The stallion whinnies and called for his herd as he raced around the pen. Months had passed since his capture and the stallion the humans called "Maniac horse" had been bought and sold many times until an older couple with a large ranch bought him, they tried working with him to tame him, but he just never accepted a human. He whinnies and raced about the large round pen he was usually held in, he stamped a hoof and snorted as hay was thrown into the pen for him, he charged the fence before retreating back and he began munching on the hay, swishing his tail. The stallion looked up as he heard a truck pull up and a door open then close, he looked on over the fence and watched a truck where a human seemed to get out with quite a few bags.