>(You) have reached page 10 drifter. . .
The wild horse women have stopped chasing.. Why? Because you are no longer prey, drifter... you're joining the herd.

Language dissolves from your mind. You try to scream, but instead you snort and stamp the ground dramatically. a soft *neigh* escapes your lips.

Others join you. . .once also users, now mares. You remember /keng/, you should’ve bumped it. Now there is only gallop.