White Lightning stood patiently waiting for her owner to return. She shifted the bit back and forth in her mouth but other than that she stood perfectly still as she had been trained. Since coming to her Mistress's barn she had been pierced and ringed and her vocals cords were cut and cauterized like the rest of the ponies so it was always very quiet in the barn as well as when they were all turned out in the pasture. Her long blonde hair was trimmed at her ears and fashioned into a lovely tail that hung down from her backside. Sometimes when she was alone like this and her ponygirl brain drifted along she sometimes had fuzzy memories of a tall handsome man that seemed liked he was someone important in her life A... Al .... Ale .... No, it was important anymore. There was only mistress to be concerned about ....