ok, Magical cowboy warrior from Texas? what did i miss?

Jake's P.O.V
It took all of my restraint to not slam Rose against a wall. She was so breathtakingly beautiful. When I walked into the barn, she had thrown up her fists andreadied her magic,prepared to fight. I liked her spirit. Roselooked down at the ground, then walked over to the wheelbarrow. Watching her work those small arms to drag the hay into the wheelbarrow, pierced me with a strange sense of sadness, and the fierceurge to protect. Maybe this is what mydad ment when he said that every warrior finds thebieng he is suppossed to protect forever.
I went over and pulled Rose away from the hay bales. I almost gasped asit felt like my skin and blood was on fire after touching her. I shook my head to clear the bizarre sensations. Pushing the wheelbarrow for her. We started walking down the barn aisle, stopping at each stall as she visited the horses and gave them hay.
Slyly sneaking glances at her, i had to work to conceal my suprise when she started naming the horsesand introducing me.But her body was still angled away from me and she was having a hard time meeting my eyes, or looking at me in general. I resolved to solve that mystery, then settled down to listen to her musicalvoice explain her friends.
Rose's P.O.V
I was terrified, absolutly terrified of this boy. My heart thudded in my chest and shivers went down my spine. I remember all the storiesI have heard about warriors, and most of them are bad. Iinhaled deeply and walked up to Stormy's stall, which was the first one on the left.I tossed the flakes into the manger, then resting my hand on the smooth, sleek, neck, I turned to Jake.
"This one is Stormy. He's a andulusion stallion, and one of my best friends," I said. It felt wierd sharing this information, as i haven't really spoken it aloud before. Anna already knew everything about me, and so did Grandpa.Jake smiled and i felt my knees go weak. Mentally cursing my body and heart, I moved to the next stall. The next stall was Smuckers, and if that pony was a human she would be fluttering her eyelashes and fainting. He is pretty cute for awarrior, she said. I giggled and flicked her on the nose, stick to your own species. Jake stood patiently as he watched the exchange. He seemed to understand that I was communicating with each horse.
"This crazy girl is Smuckers," I told him, chuckling as she nipped me in the arm.
Jake walked up and stroked Smuckers's neck. His eyes were soft, softer then they should have been. I quickly glanced away.
"We should keep going, I have alot of work to do," I said. He pulled the wheelbarrow to the next stall. Wesley pinned his ears, kicked the door, and bared his teeth. He kept kicking and finally reared in the stall as he whinnied and snapped at the air with his powerful teeth. I grimaced at his domiance display, and started walk up to the magnificent red head that was snaking from side to side, snapping his teeth. I was almost to Wesley, when an iron hard force yanked me back. I gasped in pain and shock and looked down to see Jake's strong hand locked around my upper arm. I looked up at him in fear, and sucked in air prepared to scream, but his words stopped me.
"ARE YOU CRAZY, THAT HORSE IS INSANE, HE COULD HAVE KILLED YOU OR HURT YOU!" he yelled into my face. He grabbed my other arm, and started shaking me. "DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN, YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" My voice caught in my throat, and tears started leaking out of the corners of my eyes. All the horses now were kicking, all ears pinned, ready to tear Jake apart, even good-natured Smuckers.
Jake's breathing was ragged and he stared down at me without really seeing me. His hands tightened on my arms, and i yelped due to the pain. Jake let go as if he had been burned; he staggered backwards, and clutched his head. "R-r-rose...........," he stammered. Tears spilled over my cheeks and I turned and ran from the barn.
Jake's P.O.V
The red horse, Wesley, had started going crazy and showed extremley aggressive behaviour. I looked in disbelief as Rose just started walking up to him, not paying attention to his flying hooves or snapping teeth. After that instinct kicked in, and a red violent haze took over my mind. I grabbed her arm, stopping her movement. I yelled straight into her face, my rage and anger at her stupidity boiling. I didn't notice her pain, fear, or confusion. I started shakingher roughly. My breath was exploding out of my chest and i drew in a ragged breath. Myhands tightenedon her arms, and her yell of pain snapped me out of the haze. I looked at her horrified, and jumped away from her, my hands burning. I was so ashamed, I hadnever lost control like that since my earlyyears of training. It felt like somebody stabbed me, whentearsran down her cheeks and she fled from the barn.
All the horses were acting crazy, and each one of them started at me with a hatred so intense,I could feel it burning my soul. I heard all the other horsesw in theother barn, and the pastures go crazy and neigh loudly, so i knew the news had been passed. I stared down at my hands and couldn't even think.
I looked around me at all the horses, and said, "I know I was wrong, and I don't care if you all hate me, or if you poisen her against me. I will protect her, and she will be mine. So you caneither help me, or stand in my way." I knew full well that they all could understand me, and that my speech would be passed to each horse on the ranch. I finished feeding very quickly then did the other barn and the fields.
I was just about to go find Rose when a shout of pure rage rang out from behind me.