A new horse!? One that Mr. Granger had recently gotten his hands on, fresh from the neighboring ranch. Pru couldn’t wait to share the news, and of course, she’d told Abigail and Lucky the moment she had the chance. Now the three of them stood together at the edge of the paddock, their eyes wide with curiosity. The horse moved gracefully across the field, its coat gleaming in the afternoon sun, and its posture was confident yet wild. It was a beauty, no doubt about it—its sleek muscles rippling beneath its coat as it trotted around, unbothered by the three pairs of eyes on it.

Pru had already gotten a good look at it earlier in the day, but this was the first time her friends had seen the new arrival. The horse wasn’t just any horse—this was a rare find. It was strong and majestic, a mix of elegance and raw power. But as the horse moved, there was a certain wildness in its eyes, a spark that suggested it wasn’t the kind of horse you could easily tame or control.