I am running through a wood. Running away from something that I can not see. It is raining and I feel like I'm running for my life. What am I running from? I don't know and it's starting to scare me. I keep running and running and running and... "Celie! Wake up!" Taydor nuzzled me awake. I jumped at the sight of him so close to my face. I still was trying to get used to the fact that he was Taydor. He was the horse that Spirit was so angry at. This was the horse who apparently wanted to challenge Spirit. This was the male stallion who may have been my brother... "Celie! Are you okay?" he shouted at me. My eyes finally focused and I nodded my head slowly. The dreams had become more frequent but lately the dream had been the same- me running through a wood- the same wood- the same weather- the same everything. I was so scared of going to sleep that it was becoming a habit not to. Taydor had been moaning at me for a long time, trying to get me to sleep but I think he was sick of having to wake me up. And of me waking him up.

 "Come on Celie! We're nearly at my herd. It's so annoying that they keep moving about but the Dunez are a good herd." He usually said that to me. "What if they don't like me and I get all left out?" I asked him. He laughed to himself and stopped; spun round to face me. "Why are you so worried about what they'll think of you? If you're my friend then they like you." He smiled and turned around to keep on going. I stayed still for a bit- wondering to myself why I felt it was so important for the herd to like me. I'd just had a feeling that if they didn't... it would be bad. "Why didn't you say anything to me when I first met you? I was getting really annoyed you know!" I wanted to make a few things clear to him about me. Like the fact that I didn't like being messed around with, by anyone. "I don't know actually! I... I think I felt as though I needed to make sure you were the horse from my dream before I started to babble on about some random thing that you would of thought was crazy." I smiled to myself. "I felt like a right idiot though. I was standing infront of you and you just let me say hello and smile and act like a total insane horse! I felt like one of those show horses." Taydor looked at me like I was going mad. "You know! They have to do things for other people to watch and never get anything back." But I realized as I said it, it sounded quite mad. I winced and laughed quietly again. Taydor started to laugh as well. "Well, Celie of the cimmeron- that's what I'll call you from now on. My 'showgirl'." I stopped laughing. I didn't want to be anyone's 'showgirl'. "No! Don't call me that it sounds like I'm your mate or something worse!" I protested. "Oh come on showgirl! Only I can call you that!" Taydor then carried on trotting, following the herds scent. I had a feeling that I was going to have to get used to it.

 I am running through the woods. Again I am running from something I can not see. It's getting darker though. This time another horse is running next to me. It's Spirit but he's laughing at me cruelly. "You can't run Celie!" he shouts. "You can't..."  I was shook awake again by Taydor. "Showgirl! Wake up! Showgirl! CELIE!" he was shouting like mad. I guessed that I had been screaming or something for quite a long time. I breathed out, realizing that I had been holding my breath. I was trembling slightly and I had a sweat on my face. "Was it the same dream again?" Taydor asked me. I nodded- still breathing quite deeply. He shoved an apple in my mouth and laughed as he stood up and started walking. I bit the apple, tasting its sweetness and juiciness. I lifted myself to catch up with Taydor. He had disappeared over a slight hill and as I followed him over it- a herd of about twenty or so horses stood before me. They were all grazing silently but each lifted their heads and nickered as Taydor passed them by. He turned and signaled to me to follow so I did as he said obediently. I felt so nervous, walking through a herd of horses who I didn't know. I instantly knew it was the Dunez herd. I had found what I was looking for- but I suddenly felt as though I had no idea what to do.

 After Taydor had gathered the herd and said his hellos, he started to introduce me to them. "Celie. This is Cally my best friend and Hayden my other best friend. This is Riley, Jet, Lucks, Flutt, Destiny, Milly, Cradle, Sofie..." Taydor flew names at me from one end of the line to the other until I'd met the whole herd. I knew I wouldn't remember their names for a while. I realized it was a very male herd- with only six mares in the whole herd and maybe a few female foals. Afterwards, everything calmed down a bit and Taydor introduced me properly to Cally one of his best friends. She was a simple colour of white but she had a black star on her forehead and her mane was a grey shade instead of pure white. She smiled full of friendliness and I knew she would be a great friend to me. She was the only who had shown any sign of welcome since I had come. "Hi Celie! I've wanted to meet the horse haunting Taydor's dreams for quite a while. Then he said he'd had a dream about you looking for him and I said that I had to come but he made me stay here- he's the worst isn't he?!" she was a talkative mare but I liked her. She made me feel at home and like I belonged where I was.

 I was glad of the rest- we had been searching for his herd since about two weeks before and I had been searching for him another week or two before that! He had a good strong herd and I could tell their were some close connections between them all. But another male came to the herd: one I knew too well. It was the Ollie horse who had tried to turn onto me. I was horrified to think that he was friends with Taydor, but it was much worst- he was amember of the Dunez. GREAT! "Oh you have to be kidding me!" I said to Cally (who by then was my best friend). She laughed in a jokey way. "I know he's so handsome! Isn't he!" she squealed. At that moment I hated her but then I remembered that she wouldn't know his bad side- he would only show it when he wasn't around horses he knew. He was greeted back by the herd and he spoke to Taydor for a little while. But then he spotted me and he froze. "Are you following me? Stalking me?" he asked me. He sounded different than when I had first seen him: almost kind. "The only thing that would stalk you would be a dung fly!" I snorted and turned to walk the other way. I heard a few "OH!!"s from the other mares and felt quite proud of myself for being so confident after only being there for about three days. I heard Taydor's laugh above the others and once again I felt right at home.

 I am running from the unseen behind me. Spirit is running next to me again. He is laughing cruelly at me. "You can't run Celie! It will catch you up! I sent you here for a reason- get on with it!" I keep on running. The forest goes on forever and ever. I woke up with a start. Cally was next to me- still sleeping. At least I hadn't screamed that time. I looked around and a shadow caught my gaze. I got up, trying not to wake any of the others, and silently approached the horse. He turned round so I could see it was a stallion. "Hello Celie of the cimmeron!" he said to me. Again I was shocked at how friendly he sounded. "What's your name? You called yourself Ollie when I saw you but that was probably a lie." I asked him. He smiled. "My name is Ollie. Or Oliver. But that sounds too formal." he said. "Oh and we both know that you're not very good at being formal!" I commented. He laughed. A very different laugh to when he had tried to come on to me. I couldn't help but smile.

 That day, Taydor and me went to find another possible place to rest and feed for the herd. He said that they tried to move on as often as possible so that other herds couldn't track them. "Why?" I asked him. He seemed a bit awkward so I changed the subject. "Where did you meet Oliver?" I questioned. It was only after I said it that I realized it wasn't the best thing to ask. But it was too late. "We were friends as foals. My foster mum was his real mum so he's like a brother to me." Taydor answered. I wondered why Oliver had been so mean to me, he sounded really nice. "Foster? You don't have any parents?" I asked. He thought for a moment how to answer the question. "Well... I do have a mum but I wanted to have an adventure but she wanted to stay where she was. I don't know my dad because he left my mum before I was born." I felt so sorry for him. "What herd was your mum with?" I questioned yet again. "Oh she wasn't part of any herd- she was a working horse." Taydor replied. It dawned on me that if Taydor and me were related- then I would have work horse blood in me. Which was strange seeing how much I hated humans. I didn't think there was much else to say so we simply kept on plodding through fields and woods until we found the perfect spot to rest the herd. It was a huge grassy field but was surrounded by rows of trees on either side and had a small lake in the middle. It was beautiful, really beautiful. "Well no need to ask your opinion- your drooling a little!" Taydor joked. I grinned.

 When all the herd were moving to the lake place me and Taydor had found, I spoke to a lot of the horses in the herd and found that I had somehow earned some respect from the insult to Oliver. "Well I'm glad my humiliation and misfortune is helping you!" he said as he approached me from behind. I had been talking to Cally, Milly and