A cool breeze blew threw the canyon valley, rustling through the grass the clumps and trees that dotted the ground. Dusty red walls rose of on either side of the canyon, but it was like an island down in the valley. With only two ways in, it was not an easy place to enter or find way around. The valley was wide and with think tree cover in some places, other nice meadows, but the tree cover dotted the valley floor that one could get around with ever having to step into the open. Wind river water way or winding canyon trails make access to the island tricky. Though that was the fun of his home, Bounty loved the puzzle of coming and going from his home, it also meant whom ever got here was quit good at puzzles.

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He grazed in the shade of a sparsely leafed tree, his dark red mane fell over the side of his neck and his forelock fell over one eye. His tail rippled slightly as the breeze blew through the river way. His sun yellow coat shone, where the sun trickled around the branches to his back. Canyon dark water colored eyes water the area, in almost a hope to find some one, but he also was glade in a way. He was not so great around others, he loved mystery and puzzles, which were not the most common hobby or love of doing. In the shade his light grey face was even darker, and with a few bunches around, he blend in quit well. If her did not move, the his yellow back may be mistaken for golden grass of the rich meadow that lay behind him.