Post by RANDOMNESS on Jun 15, 2006 13:44:16 GMT -5
A black and white form raced over the lushous plains. Hooves hitting the ground with dust and debris in the mare's wake. It had been many weeks now and she had yet to see any signs of a herd on these lands. On occassion she happened to stumble upon a predator but they were quickly dealt with and didn't come back in fear of the wild piebald mare.
Her two toned mane fluttered in the wind as she galloped harder and faster, building her body for whatever wished to challenge her next. It was getting a bit lonely, being a herd animal without a herd, not one to converse or be with. Well, so far she claimed this land, at least until another few equines will come and then, perhaps, a stallion.
Her two toned mane fluttered in the wind as she galloped harder and faster, building her body for whatever wished to challenge her next. It was getting a bit lonely, being a herd animal without a herd, not one to converse or be with. Well, so far she claimed this land, at least until another few equines will come and then, perhaps, a stallion.