Book excerpt: The old stalion tough and hardy watched as the sky cleared. All his mares were in foal they had been turned out ont on the mountain and had strayed om to MOD land. The stalion had been disorientated by loud explosions and had taken his mares in the wrong direction, away from home. One of his mares wandered away, Her foal was black as a crow, lovely, strong and full of promise for the future. Cilla's life started in the mountains of Wales and after being sold to three new owners in England found her self back near the Brecon Becons.