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Russel had enough of hearing the two girls at the dinner table fight.They had been going on about it for some time now and I don't think anyone was enjoying it.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Russel screamed ready to throw a class of whine in both the girls faces. "You two need to grow up and stop fighting over stupid crap!"
Jillian who was sitting across from Russel giggled. "You tell em Russ."
Russel grinned at Jillian and looked back at the two girls who were standing quiet with wide eyes.
They both slowly sat down realizing that what they were fighting over was unnecessary and began to feel awkward and embarrassed as if they both had peed their pants during a show.
Russel rolled his eyes at the two preppy girls and walked out of the room and silence fallowed.
Dinner ended early that cool night, everyone except for Russel and two screechy chicks were laughing at what just happened.

Russel trailed into one of the HighRook barns. Adherchico down three stables where Russel was standing gave him a friendly nicker. Russel smiled grabbing Chico's halter, leading him out of the stall and taking him for a late night ride.
It was dry out side and warm, so Russel had no need for his shirt and set it on Adherchico stall door before leaving. After that they rode beyond the gates of High Rook Stables and took a trail that no one had used for years.

A few hours after riding he decided to head back. It was now pitch black and Russel could barely even see the trail in front of him. He then started to hear hooves beats coming his way. It sounding like a Clydesdale horse, big and heavy. Adherchico stopped in his tracks and started to spook. Russel tried to move him forward but Chico refused rearing and throwing Russel to the ground and took off back to the stables.
Russel pounded the ground in angry letting out a loud scream. "DANG IT!"
Again the hoof beats came closer so Russel pulled out his pocketknife that he took everywhere and got in an attack position. In the distance he could see yellow eye are sharp bright teeth with a loud huffing noise, like a large buffalo would make after a long run. The animal came closer at a slow walk. It's mouth was long and wide open with a long slimy tongue. It pawed the ground calling to Russel to come forward and he did. Russel could then see that this was no Clydesdale, but a demon horse called the Delactore. The demon did nothing and waited to Russel to stroke him.
Russel was extremely surprised by beast that it did not want to harm him, so he walked straight up stroking it forehead and fallowing the neck down to it's back. Russel whispered to the Delactore trying to see if it would let him of it's back. Russel went for it leaping on. It did nothing but wait for Russels command.

Thirty minutes later Russel and the Delactore approached the barns. The Delactore seemed to be as tame as Ennekald it shocked Russel so much.
He led the Delactore into an empty pasture and groomed out its mane. "Now what to call you." Russel thought. Within minutes Russel announced Ethetic. It meant a pathetic immortal person with an energetic spirit and mind.
Ethetic was Pathetic to his species. None of his kind would ever surrender to a human being, not even another horse of his kind.

Russel smiled to Ethetic as he left the pasture heading back to the dorms and resting in complete happiness that he had just made friends with one of the most feared species of equine to walk the earth.

AND there it is!! A flipping long story that stinks.
Anyways, looks like Russel has found a new mount and a new friend. Boy, this is gunna be awesome!

Description
Russel had enough of hearing the two girls at the dinner table fight.They had been going on about it for some time now and I don't think anyone was enjoying it.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Russel screamed ready to throw a class of whine in both the girls faces. "You two need to grow up and stop fighting over stupid crap!"
Jillian who was sitting across from Russel giggled. "You tell em Russ."
Russel grinned at Jillian and looked back at the two girls who were standing quiet with wide eyes.
They both slowly sat down realizing that what they were fighting over was unnecessary and began to feel awkward and embarrassed as if they both had peed their pants during a show.
Russel rolled his eyes at the two preppy girls and walked out of the room and silence fallowed.
Dinner ended early that cool night, everyone except for Russel and two screechy chicks were laughing at what just happened.

Russel trailed into one of the HighRook barns. Adherchico down three stables where Russel was standing gave him a friendly nicker. Russel smiled grabbing Chico's halter, leading him out of the stall and taking him for a late night ride.
It was dry out side and warm, so Russel had no need for his shirt and set it on Adherchico stall door before leaving. After that they rode beyond the gates of High Rook Stables and took a trail that no one had used for years.

A few hours after riding he decided to head back. It was now pitch black and Russel could barely even see the trail in front of him. He then started to hear hooves beats coming his way. It sounding like a Clydesdale horse, big and heavy. Adherchico stopped in his tracks and started to spook. Russel tried to move him forward but Chico refused rearing and throwing Russel to the ground and took off back to the stables.
Russel pounded the ground in angry letting out a loud scream. "DANG IT!"
Again the hoof beats came closer so Russel pulled out his pocketknife that he took everywhere and got in an attack position. In the distance he could see yellow eye are sharp bright teeth with a loud huffing noise, like a large buffalo would make after a long run. The animal came closer at a slow walk. It's mouth was long and wide open with a long slimy tongue. It pawed the ground calling to Russel to come forward and he did. Russel could then see that this was no Clydesdale, but a demon horse called the Delactore. The demon did nothing and waited to Russel to stroke him.
Russel was extremely surprised by beast that it did not want to harm him, so he walked straight up stroking it forehead and fallowing the neck down to it's back. Russel whispered to the Delactore trying to see if it would let him of it's back. Russel went for it leaping on. It did nothing but wait for Russels command.

Thirty minutes later Russel and the Delactore approached the barns. The Delactore seemed to be as tame as Ennekald it shocked Russel so much.
He led the Delactore into an empty pasture and groomed out its mane. "Now what to call you." Russel thought. Within minutes Russel announced Ethetic. It meant a pathetic immortal person with an energetic spirit and mind.
Ethetic was Pathetic to his species. None of his kind would ever surrender to a human being, not even another horse of his kind.

Russel smiled to Ethetic as he left the pasture heading back to the dorms and resting in complete happiness that he had just made friends with one of the most feared species of equine to walk the earth.

AND there it is!! A flipping long story that stinks.
Anyways, looks like Russel has found a new mount and a new friend. Boy, this is gunna be awesome!