the young grey colt

Nervously the young grey colt stepped out of its scribbly-gum hiding place and watched the men gallop their horses down the hill round the bend and back into the small hut and yards they had came from. Aphrah* (the young grey colt) cantered through the gullies and dusty pot holes back to is worried dam and sire and also to his friend karee who had been watching in silence as Aphrah had been illegally chased throughout the snowy mountains. the men hand never caught Aphrah’s Father bang, and until they caught Aphrah they would eat cabbages.

*Aphrah means the dust