In my dream world, there lived a horse like no other. Her name was Rainbow, and she was as vibrant and colorful as a rainbow itself. She had a mane and tail of shimmering, rainbow-hued hairs that seemed to dance in the breeze. Her coat was a kaleidoscope of colors, with each individual hair a different shade, ranging from bright pink to deep indigo.
Rainbow was a playful and energetic horse, always eager to run and explore. She loved nothing more than to prance through the fields, her hooves pounding the earth and her mane and tail streaming behind her. Whenever she ran, it seemed as if she left a trail of rainbows in her wake.
But Rainbow was not just a pretty face. She was also fiercely ...