Some horses even began running in the wrong direction, back the way they had come.

The air started to become thinner as they moved higher, and the horses began to labor.

The horse began to move off, toward the far shore.

But as if in answer the horses began walking steadily forward again.

At last the horses began to settle a little, and she reached the end of the line.

From the start point, horses begin their descent down the hill.

The horse struggled to his feet and began to follow.

The horse began to thud against the ones who tried to stand their ground.

During the winter, the horse filled out and began to look like a champion.

As the fight went on, she could feel through her legs that the red horse began to tire.