As Cuore bounded across her country territory, her heart raced as the wind blew through her gleaming brown pelt. Her hair flowing in the breeze caused by her long strides as they carried her sleek frame across the land. The scent of country goodness filled her senses as her eyes closed, taking in the sweet freedom she had being out away from the busy city. Her heart belonged out in the country where she was free to be who she was meant to be. She may have been raise in the city, but she was a cowgirl at heart and the wide open country background always excited her for she knew being out there was to have freedom.

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