Color of the Wind and Animals

"Wow, look at that so far, Mayma." A son of a painter said as he went to touch it. "No, don't touch it. I am almost done with it." She said as she smacked his little hand. She kept painting a herd of horses with many colors. Also, she paints an Angel on the horizon of the painting. The wind blew within the horses manes and tails as they felt like they were running around her. She knew this is what she loved more than anything in the world other than her son. After a while, she finished the last horse in the picture and smiled. She knew she was finally done. She let it dry over night and went to sell it at the market place. She got there and set it up. Everyone looked at the painting and was starting to bid on the picture. It started at 5 Gold Shillings and went all the way up to 5,000 Gold Shillings. She took the 5,000 Gold Shillings and handed that pretty painting that no one could ever copy.