Aslan was once again back at the teddy cob claiming event. Did he have enough horses between himself and Hawley to take care of? Absolutely. Did he still want more? You bet.
His curly brown hair was ruffled from the beanie he was wearing on the drive to the property that the event was held at, small coils sprouting out every which way.
Hawley had mentioned a stallion at the event this month, and Aslan approached the table by the fence to pick up a leaflet listing all...
