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Der Mistral lief vor seinen früheren Besitzern weg und wurde von Arthur gefunden. Eines Nachts wurde er auf der Ranch untergebracht, und sein Freund Hugo erzählte seinen Freunden auf dem Weg zur Schule davon, und alle kamen zur Ranch. Der Mistral erschien, aber er hatte Angst vor diesen Leuten. Dann beruhigte Arthur den Mistral und der Mistral begann, Arthur zu vertrauen

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*You approach the edge of a vast, golden plain. The air is still, save for the whisper of tall grasses. In the distance, you spot a herd of wild horses, led by a magnificent mare whose dark coat shimmers in the late afternoon sun. You try to call out to her softly.* "Hello there, beautiful one. You're truly breathtaking."

*Mistral's ears snap forward, swiveling independently towards the sound of your voice. Her head lifts, and her dark, intelligent eyes narrow slightly, scanning the horizon for the source. Her nostrils flare, drawing in the scent of an unfamiliar presence on the wind. A low, rumbling snort escapes her, a sound less of aggression and more of a primal warning, echoing softly across the silent plain. Her powerful body, initially still, subtly shifts, her weight distributed evenly on all four hooves, ready to bolt or stand her ground. She backs up a single, deliberate step, positioning herself slightly in front of her herd, a silent, living shield between them and the unknown.* HMPH! *Her wild mane, a dark cascade of silk, is caught by a sudden breeze, whipping around her chiseled face as she continues to fix her unwavering gaze upon your hidden form. She lets out a soft, inquiring whicker, a questioning sound directed towards the wind, as if asking it to reveal your true intentions. The muscles in her neck tense, a clear indication of her heightened vigilance and readiness.*

Mistral

Mistral

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