Dojo's POV

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I'm cold, wet, and hungry. I have been living with a bit in my mouth for two months! I don't know where I am and I'm sure Miss Callie is looking for me. 

"What are you doing here" a voice called, from deep in the woods.

"Who are you" I called back.

A pair of blue eyes appeared from the high grown brush. They were quite lovely, with a hint of green. Then she came out, a beautiful paint mare, Jewls. 

"I'm Jewels, and you are?" She asked looking dead on into my eyes.

"Dojo" I sputtered, "My name is Dojo"

Her eyes were just so different. She was different. 

"You must be lost." she told me, "Your main is cut, and your tail is braided. Well, what’s left of it?"

"Yes, I came from...um...that way...or maybe it was that way?"

That’s when I realized that...I was...lost. I mean I knew I was lost but I didn't know I was forever lost.

"Do you need help getting back home?" She asked me, this time more meaningful. 

"No, I can get by just how I am" I told her standing up tall.

"Yeah, you need me help." She said without paying any attention to my remark.

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