[PHASE1] eating mud

“Alright- lets see what we got here-” goat muttered to itself as it walked to the barren, muddy pasture. The rescue staff were already there. It had agreed to take on a rescue as it hadn't taken any on for a while now. All it knew is that the horse was a loshenka stallion that seemed to be unhandled and walking towards the pasture goat saw him and was in slight awe, a blood bay okapi. 

“Hey mochi” one of the staff walked over, “how are you?”

“Good.” goat responded, “you?”

“Ehe- we’re good. A few of us got dragged through the mud though.” 

“I can see that-” goat chuckled slightly.

“Yeah… he's quite curious but once you get too close or grab the lead rope he bolts-”

“Can I give it a go?” goat asked, the staff nodded. 

Goat walked over, going through the gate and there he was. The stallion was looking at him a little ways away in the pasture. It assessed the situation a little, the staff did manage to get a headcollar and lead rope on but other than that it was all they managed. It walked over calmly, talking calmly, talking to him. All throughout he didn't move, curious at the stranger letting out a small whinny. Goat soon managed to get close enough, grabbing the leadrope. 

Nothing.

“..that was ea- eyauh!” As if in a delayed reaction the stallion soon pulled away, dragging the sheep with him through the mud before goat soon lost grip, head first in the wet dirt. “...ow.”