him to the post. He knew there where some kind humans, but he wondered why he didn't ever get to be with one. He longed for his mother. One day it was just about spring. He saw horses running around and eating the fresh new grass that grew. Camelot never taisted a blade, the only thing in the pen was a pail of water, the post, dirt, and himself. He saw the stallion that looked like him and heard some horses talking as they walked by." They say that he is the old stallion that lived in the Cimarron herd's son! Just like the one who's mother died! Goodness. They are brothers!" Camelot pondered this... Why would.. no... But.. It must be! He began to winnie and neigh and kick and buck until he got thirsty. He would drink and then start again.He kicked down the post some how and got loose of it's grasp. The rope swung in the air as he ran back into the stall and turned and ran, jumping over the pen's fence. He galloped to the pen where his brother was. " Brother! I... I never knew you where here! I didn't know I had a brother!" the stallion awnsered. "I know.. I knew I had one.. My father told me I did.. I am going to escape.. Come with me brother?" Camelot nodded and looked around seeing the men gathering to catch him. " Can you jump brother?" he asked " yes." the stallion said. " GO! jump the fences you have enough room!" So the stallion ran and jumped the fence and jumped the next that held them all togeather. He was free! Camelot jumped and felt a tug behind him. A man had grabbed hold of the rope and was being pulled along!
Camelot shook his head hard and the man let go. He jumped the fence and galloped away with his brother. He couldn't believe it. He was running free with a brother he had never known. He was running away from the horrid ranch he had lived on his whole life. His brother was kind and strong, they told each other every thing that had happened while they cantered to Spirit's herd. Camelot kept to himself about almost every thing but now... He had his brother. They reached the herd at sunset. Jake his brother, ran to the buckskin stallion and showed that he was home. Camelot came swiftly behind, but when Spirit saw the halter and lead rope on Camelot, he reared. Camelot looked surprised. Why was the leader doing this? Surely he had got new horses in the herd from captivity. But what was the matter with HIM? Camelot backed away. Spirit called for his father and the strong stallion came up the herd, he was Spirit's lead warrior. Spirit asked him " Do you know this very strange horse?" Camelot's father looked at him but replyed " no.. This is a stranger I have never seen and will never like" Spirit asked " but isn't it your son?" The stallion reared and said" NO! I don't have anything to do with this THING and I don't want to! Get out of my sight Camelot! Go back to the ranch! You can't tough it out here!" He charged Camelot and Camelot turned and ran down the hill. He looked behind him while running and saw Jake , his brother try to follow. But his father gave him a blow and charged him. Jake saddly went down the other side of the hill and Spirit and Camelot's father watched him leave. Hot tears streamed down his face. He was mad, scared, and unwanted. He wanted to go back and chase his father and Spirit out of the herd. He wanted Jake and his mother back. He sighed and kept running. He became so tired and laid down for the night near a creek. He awoke a sound of feet and hooves and men's voices. He opened his eyes slowly but it was too late. The rope was being held by a man and he was jerking it." Come on boy. Get up" Camelot saw the horses and men all around him. He knew it was no use to fight, he stood up and walked with them. They brought him to the ranch and there he spent a last night in the small stall with old hay, the last night he would see Jed and hear about his day. In a way he was glad. But he never wanted to see his father or Spirit again. He feared his father. He never wanted to see the grumpy man tie him to the post or the one that came and gave him oats. That night he lay in the dirty hay thinking about his mother and his brother. He missed them so, and he wanted to know Jake better. He awoke so early, that he said goodbye to Jed and the other horse next to him. He heard the men's boots coming. He stood by the door and the man opened it, tied a rope to the halter and led him out of the stall. He led him to a trailer and up into it. He took off the rope and hung it on the wall. He walked out of the trailer and closed the door. Camelot was alone and loose in the small trailer, but he did not buck, he did not winnie, he didn't move. He just stood and sighed and shifted his weight on his feet. The truck started and pulled out of the ranch. He did not know where he was going. He may be set free. He may be sent to the slaughter house. He was not sure. He was tired and lay down on the hard floor. He jolted with the truck and was slammed against the wall a few times. The trip lasted two days and finnaly, the truck stopped. Camelot rose to his feet and stood waiting for the man to come. When he did, another man was standing near him. Camelot shivered. He was scared but also... The wind was... Cold... His fur was thick so he was ok though. The man came and tied on the lead rope. He led Camelot out of the trailer and onto... Rocky ground.. Camelot looked around him. He was on a mountain side! There he could see the whole land before him. He looked and then turned his head to the men. The man who drove him was talking to the other and finnaly the new man handed him some money. The man with the lead rope handed the rope to the new man and tipped his hat, walked to the trailer and went down the hill he had come up on. There was a road and the air was frosty and cold. The mountains rose up above hights so high you couldn't see the top. Camelot looked up and then to the sound of the man talking." Well.... Guess your stayin with me.. Your a nice fella huh?" The man reached for Camelot and patted him on the back. Camelot looked surprised again.. This human was kind and gentle. The man said " I won't be the only one taken care of ye. Nope there is Mat and he will be here once in a while when I'm out and bout town." Camelot lifted his head and leaned on the man. " Hey hey!" The man laughed" I guess you like me eh?" Camelot smiled. He did like this man. He forgot about every thing that day right then. The man led him to a stable. It was attached to the house so the man could go in and out without being outside. He led Camelot into one of the three stalls for horses. Down toward the back there was the barn. It was big and had chickens and cows and goats and sheep. The cow had her own stall. The chickens had a coop. The sheep and goats slept in a large stall and ate hay. Camelot's stall was big. It had a trough on the wall for oats. It had a bucket on the wall for water. Half the stall was soft fresh smelling clean hay and the other half was a wood floor. Camelot looked around and smiled. He sighed happily and the man said " Like it eh? Well this is your new home. My name is Almanzo and I hope you like it here with me." Camelot nudged him and playfuly bit his shoulder, not too hard though.Almanzo pushed him away playfuly and took off the lead rope and halter." Well.. I got my chores to do. See yah boy!" And Almanzo closed the door to the stall. Camelot could see through bars and into the next stall and the next one. He could see Almanzo working through the bars near the door. Camelot sighed and rolled in the fresh hay. He sighed happily again and fell asleep. He was glad to be there. Over time, Almanzo and Camelot became great freinds. Camelot always playfully bit his shoulder and Almanzo would playfully push him away. They where happy togeather. Almanzo trusted Camelot to come home or run free. He let him out into the cold weather where it was almost always snowing. Camelot ran and played along the sides of the mountain. Not many horses where around there because it was so cold. He would pass the little pen that Almanzo would let the sheep and goats be in when it wasn't too cold. The sheep and goats had little blankets tied onto each one and where warm and happy. In spring they would be in the barn and have their young lambs. When the lambs where old enough, Almanzo would take them to town and sell them. When he came home, Camelot greated him with joy and nibbled his shoulder. Almanzo brought in Camelot and fed him. He slept well and then in the morning, Camelot would run outside as long as he pleased. He could run away if he wanted too. Almanzo would let him, but Camelot liked living with him and always came home. Sometimes he would stay outside for a day and come in the next.
This is all for now!
I may add later! :P
And I may make a real fanfic.
Thanks for reading and pm if you want to use him in something!
~Springbrook~
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