Nightmare's heart pounded, and her muscles were tensed. She wasn't going to let these creatures take another one of her kind, not again. Nightmare looked back at the rest of the herd, the foals were falling back again! They weren't ready for this kind of running. Nightmare turned sharply, sending dirt in every direction. She began to run, faster and faster towards the foals. Yes, she was powerful, and yes she could be cruel at times, but she wasn't going to let the foals get caught. She had never shown any care for the foals, but inside she did. Inisde, she thought of them as her own, because she was barrren. Kindness and love sparkled in Nightmare's eyes as she reached the foals, and nudged them forward hastily. The foals ran towards their mothers, looking back at Nightmare thankfully.
It was to late for Nightmare though, the humans were already surroonding her. Nightmare reared onto her back legs, striking out her legs angrily. The human creatures began to throw long, rough rings around her neck, pulling them tighter and tighter. She whinied tugging at the bindings that held her, trying to escape. There was no way, she was stuck. Doomed forever to be a slave of the human creatures, doing as they command, having their weight on your back, a living hell. The humans began to speak in a language Nightmare couldn't decipher.
"Ah, this one's a beauty!" Shouted one of the male humans.
"Do you think that little snobby bitch can handle, 'er?" One of the girl riders asked, her brunette hair pulled back into a pony tail.
"Probably not, but it's always entertaining to watch 'em get bucked," Grinned a younger boy with sloppy red hair.
Nightmare continued to buck and rear, until the rings around her neck were so tight she could hardly breath. She neighed loudly, striking out with her back legs once more. The herd watched from a distance, their heads down in shame.
"Load her up!" Yelled the brunnete girl.
Before Nightmare could fight, they were jamming her into a small, dark space. She stomped and started to kick, she didn't know where she was and it was practically impossible for her to see. The door behind her hindquarters slammed shut and she was alone. The herd was her life, and they were gone. Nightmare's eyes clouded with thoughts and questions, where did the humans take the mustangs they stole? What were they going to do with her? If she escaped how would she find her way back to the herd? So many questions, no answers.
Nightmare began whining and neighing desperately, kicking at the doors, and ramming her side into the walls of this cage. She couldn't and wouldn't live like this. She would die if she couldn't run in the wild, the wind blowing through her hair, no she would never be free again. Even if she didn't escape, she would be lost without the herd. After Nightmare could neigh in plea, and kick in attempt to escape no longer, she fell asleep. In her dreams, the one place she could be free and live wild once more, the only thing to look forward too.
(I don't know if this story belongs in this section......But anyway this is a continuation of The Mustangs)
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