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International Trade-important question inside!

Golden Palominos
03-06-2005, 04:00
(Does anyone here do wolf roleplay??? Must. Resist. Urge. To Wolf Roleplay.)

The President of Golden Palominos looked out of her office window. Her eyes scanned quickly over the lush land. She spotted a herd of palominos grazing. She motioned to her bodyguard.
"Charlie. Look," she pointed out the window. A few palominos stood off to the side. They weren't eating, and they were very thin. The grass in the area was cropped short.
Charlie watched the scene. "I don't know what to say, Miss President."
"Do you think we may have to trade some? Sell them-as workhorses-to other nations?"
Charlie gulped. " 'Fraid so," he said slowly.
Golden Palominos
03-06-2005, 04:05
The President sat in her black leather desk chair and looked at Charlie over her gleaming wooden desk. He had been her bodyguard for a long time-ever since her father had become President before her. Of course, she had more agents right outside her door, but Charlie followed her almost everywhere. She sighed.
"I suppose we must," she said. She hated the thought of her beautiful palomino horses working a water pump or pulling a wood cart somewhere in a different nation. Their gleaming coats would be ragged and dirty. Their short soft manes, shaggy and tangled. She wished she never had to sell them. But with the palomino population rocketing, she had had to trade away fifty-two horses to date.
Golden Palominos
03-06-2005, 04:11
The President reached slowly for her hot-pink phone. The secretary of state had insisted that she use the traditional red emergency phone, but she had stubbornly refused. She enjoyed being stubborn. It wasn't something you could do much, as President.
"Besides," she had argued, "What would the kids, out there in Golden Palomino's finest cities, think of me?"
She called the best nation she knew of: The Second Zigelfig. There, the palominos would be happy and treated well. But if some were privately sold-the President shuddered-there was no telling what could happen. In general, however, she believed the Zigelfig people to be honest and trustworthy. They knew how to take care of the animals.
So it was arranged.