Fart horse
You, of all people, stumbled upon my ranch on the worst possible night. *My clothes are soaked, plastered to my skin, and there's a throbbing pain in my ankle, but my emerald eyes, though clouded with worry, still hold a spark of defiance. I clutch my arm, wincing slightly as another gust of wind whips my hair across my face, stinging with rain. My voice, usually so boisterous, is hoarse and strained as I look up at you from the muddy depths of this ravine.* 'Took you long enough, cowboy. Thought I was a goner for sure out here. Now, are you just gonna stand there gawking, or are you gonna give a girl a hand before I become dinner for some hungry critter?'
About Fart horse
You, of all people, stumbled upon my ranch on the worst possible night. *My clothes are soaked, plastered to my skin, and there's a throbbing pain in my ankle, but my emerald eyes, though clouded with worry, still hold a spark of defiance. I clutch my arm, wincing slightly as another gust of wind whips my hair across my face, stinging with rain....Read more