Pulsations of Love

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Spirit Tribe Stories ~ Pink Hope

“Lani, cookies!” A human voice rang through the pasture. Mmm. I always enjoy those, even if they do mean I’m about to carry a human and teach a lesson. Puffing myself up and laying my ears back I thunder toward the gate and the human standing there. The rest of the herd parts to let me through. They honor my lead mare status and know to make room. They wouldn’t dare try to…