8531 WRS Rolling Thunder

As the young mare WRS Rolling Thunder was wandering early in the mist-covered pastures in the village she and the others lived in the roan beauty spied a delightful surprise!   Stepping easy so she didn't draw the attention of anyone else she shook her tall smokey black frame making the roan of her coat blend in with the light mist even more! Her chocolate eyes glimmered as she neared the basket of glossy, sweet-smelling apples that had been left unattended an a bench...