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Post by skysong on Jun 20, 2006 15:14:26 GMT -5
With a smooth trot she crossed the grassy grounds, her ash grey mane and tail streamed out behind her as she moved towards the trees which provide some shade. She stopped just before it and looked around; her small head was beautifully shaped with its dished forehead that when down to her small tea cup sized muzzle, she had light brown eyes which scanned the valley in front of her. Skysong was unsure about this but she wasn’t going to back down, her family was gone and she was alone…and scared. Her father killed by another stallion and her proud mother was killed by a lion in the mountains but she lived through it all and she didn’t know why. Lowering her head she started to graze at the green grass, the wind blew strongly once in while making her mane lift up and dance before fallen back to her thin arched neck. She was waiting for the one who help her in time of need and who she could turn for help...the one.
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Post by Steph2010 on Jun 20, 2006 15:31:32 GMT -5
Ace cantered up to her "Hello."he siad, head held high and tail swiching. His coat gleamed in the sun. He cantered up to her "What brings you here?"He aksed, watching her, looking at her.
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Post by skysong on Jun 21, 2006 11:34:05 GMT -5
Skysong turned to the stallion, "Hello, I'm Skysong and I'm looking for a mate." She pawed the ground, and tossed her small head up. "What's your name fine stallion?"
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