Prix a Formidable Stallion

a formidable stallion Prix came into the yard and we gasped His turquoise mane was shaped like peacock feathers with their kind of spherical designs at the fringes his coloring rivaled a male peacock’s feathers Prix glistened in the sun, showing off his purples, His blue greens, his gold’s with his flashing blue eyes As he got closer he began high-stepping it Showing off his Nancy Sinatra’s white boots. This stallion changed the entire ambiance of the barnyard. The fillies and mares were neighing in appreciation. Our other stallion had turned his back, and began chewing violently. This is going to be good, we thought, and of course it was.