Mia biary is a 15 year old teenage girl who lives in the Romney Marshes in south east Kent. She works hard at school to get the highest grades she can achieve. She loves her horse, Domino; a fifteen point one hands high Marwari stallion who she had owned since she was thirteen.

But when Domino gets scared of by strangers, how far will the two go to get back to each other?


1. Chapter 1

Mia walked into Domino's stable. He was standing patiently at his wooden door, which had an old but loved name plate on. She was holding his head collar in one hand and three pieces of apple. Mia unbolted the door and it creaked slowly open. Domino moved backwards to let her in, and she slid through the gap. She offered him one apple piece at a time and he carefully took them out of her hand, careful not to nip or bite her by accident. A small giggle came out of Mia as Domino nuzzled her friendly. Mia gently hugged Domino, then put his head collar on. She led him outside and tied his lead to an iron hook screwed into the wooden stable.


She slowly and gently brushed his healthy black coat. He stood still, watching her every move. Looking into his eyes you could easily tell he loved his owner, and vowed to himself to always protect her, no matter what. She gave him a pat when she had finishing brushing his body. He loved pats, almost as much as carrots, but no where close to as much as he adored Mia.


When she had finished, Domino's coat was gleaming. You could now see his two white socks on his ankles; one on the front right and the other on the rear left.  The blaze on his nose was quiet glistening. His legs looked a lot longer when he was clean. His hoofs were now shiny with no mud inside either.


Mia walked into her small tack room, small because Domino was the only ridden horse they had. Her household had two Shetland ponies and a welsh pony, but the Shetlands were heavily pregnant and the white welsh pony was a little bit too young to start training. When they were all ready to be trained, her mum and dad said they would get a bigger tack room, but in the meantime she only needed a small one. They had enough room for maybe another saddle, numnah and bridle, but nothing else. Mia placed his cavesson bridle on top of his saddle, picked them up and took them outside.

Domino was still standing in the same position, watching her. He couldn't really be bothered to go for a ride in this sun, but he liked hacks so he just put up with the heat. Mia threw his numnah, a white one with 'Domino' embroidered on the near side in black thread and a picture of a domino embroidered on the other side, onto his back. Then she put his saddle on his back, and loosely did up the girth. She took of his head collar and put it in his stable, put on his bridle, then walked over to an old bench.


Having ridden him many times before, she made the stirrups the right length and stood on the bench. She tightened his girth slightly, and the bench started to creak. She put her foot in the stirrups and swung her right leg over his back. Just in time too, as one of the planks of aged wood snapped a few seconds later. With a sigh of relief, she asked Domino to walk on.

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