Alaska Lost.

Snorting louder, while holding his head high, tail up, neck arched, eyes wide with excitement, nostrils flared, standing perfectly square, Alaska, the gorgeous big black Shire looked around eagerly, but he was lost. He had no idea where on earth he was. Flicking his tail as he held it up, he leap forward with the most amazing power. Even though he was Shire, it still didn't mean he couldn't run or jump with amazingness. Alaska galloped along, loving the wind blowing through his mane, as his tail flew out behind him like a banner! Snorting, the grand stallion sped on, he was slow, but his strides were huge. Moving swiftly, Alaska was enjoying it when suddenly a gun shot rang in the air, Alaska shied violently, just about making himself full over. Never in his life had he ever heard a gun shot, he sent chills down his back. He shivered, frightened, he stopped and backed up into a tree, hitting it by accident making himself jump forward from fright as his rump touched something. His eyes rolled scared as another shot ran in the air, it must be hunters season, he hadn't known that. These humans didn't sound nice. Alaska had been owned by humans, he had been a cart and riding horse for them, he had done many shows and won heaps of prizes, but his humans got threats against him, so they set him free cos he was such a gorgeous horse everyone wanted him. He looked about, he then saw humans come galloping along in the distance, he turned and cantered off into the dense thick forest and stood there hidden. He wanted them to just leave him be, but you never no what humans might do.