|
Post by illusion on Apr 18, 2007 23:43:18 GMT
Revolution cantered into the clearing, sniffing the air. It chilled her skin, the smell. But, she thought with pride, im faster than those humans anyway. I'll either outrun them, or charge them; whichever seems more fit for the situation. Confidently, she strode up to the waters edge and lowered her maw to take a deep, refreshing drink... maybe more than a drink. Smiling to herself, she waded into the stream and watched curiously as the water rippled away from her. Was anyone watching? The huge horse stood high on her hind legs and struck at an immaginary opponent playfully, then toppled down into the clear liquids below. She flailed her body back and forth happily, enjoying the rush of cool wetness about her.
Name: Revolution Breed: Friesian Markings: none Gender: Mare Age: 9 Color: Black Brief history: Abandoned, former dressage mare, very strong and prideful. Doesnt like the idea of belonging to a stallion, or to anyone. Untrusting of humans, and shes either a curse or a blessing- take your pick.
|
|