Okay, so I'm a underage girl who rides and LOVES horses. And I'm in a bit of a predicament. 2013 I was at a riding camp and got a pony called, and I quote, 'The deamon horse', her real name was Pina. I had ridden for around one year and been to the camp once before, and the you get a horse with that nickname...
Turned out she chose her riders, was playful and quiet a bit stubborn.
She chose me.
I was one of few aloud to ride her, the other one she threw of and tried to bit while on the ground.
But to me, she is the most presicous horse I've ever meat, I just, it felt like a peice of my heart that was long gone, came back, and now this sou