Lemonade whinnied and pranced excitedly around the other horses, causing the bells tied in her mane to chime. In just a few moments the horses would once again be driven to the stables for the winter, and she was excited to once more meet the person who’d claimed her just days prior. She could already hear the sounds of her breeder and family on their ponies trotting up to the herd, ready to work. The air was fresh and slightly frosty, and the carpet of leaves from last season crunched unde...
