[[Apologies on the wait!]]

A story. How long had it been since Adalaide had told a story? Or even heard one for that matter? Oh, so long ago. It was a different life and a different place. Right there!

"There's a place far away from here. Very, very, very far away from here. No pegasus could fly it and no equine nor unicorn could run or swim to it. This place has rolling, green hills filled with the freshest and coolest of grass you could ever imagine. On a hot day, it cooled you off. Now, imagine this place having a giant... how do I put this... a giant ring in the middle. This ring is filled with dirt and is outlined by metal melted together to create a fence."

Adalaide sighed, her icy yet warm blue eyes looking out at the snow, carefully resting her head back down. "Inside the ring there is a creature called a bull. He is somewhat like a horse but he is much bulkier. He has more muscle on the front half of his body. On the sides of his heads near his forehead he has two large horns protruding far out. They're bone and cone like but they turn frontwards and protrude far out. He has a black coat, with black eyes and a black nose giving him a skull like blaze.

Now, imagine this bull is bucking another creature off of his back. This bull is angry and merciless. He is wanting to kill anything that moves because he thinks that it is a predator. This creature isn't a predator. The creature is simply wanting to ride upon his back for the fun of it. The bull doesn't understand this and so the bull finally bucks the creature off. The creature falls and is hurt and needs to be helped or else he can get killed. The creature cannot get up. The bull is charging this creature and has his long and sharp horns aimed right for him, ready to gore him.

There are other creatures around though. They know he can get killed. They have to save him so what do they do? They called a horse in the ring and let the horse loose. This horse is agile and quick but is also bulky. This horse possesses a long mane kept long for the sake of a distraction. The horse is running and circling the bull and right before the bull gores the creature, the bulls jerks up and heads for the horse. The horse is too quick and too agile, though. The horse distracts the bull. There is also a creature upon this horse's back. This creature has a rope and pulls the rope over the neck of the bull. The horse then quickly circles the bull, the rope's slack going around the bulls feet.

The creature on the back of the horse holds on and the horse lunges away, pulling with all the strength in her body and the rope trips the bull, making him fall in the dirt. She then proceeds to charge right at the bull and the hurt creature is able to get out of the ring. The bull gets up and runs from the horse, and into a metal box. The door is shut behind him and the work is done. The day is saved by the horse.

The horse is then taken out to a giant thing filled with rolling green hills and blue skies and clouds and she gets to relax and sleep. She awaits the next time she will be called upon to do it all again somethings happening differently every time. Sometimes, she is almost killed yet she continues to do it for the thrill."

Adalaide took a huge deep and heavy sigh. She remembered those things. She missed those things.

"Talk"