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Post by Reflection on Dec 21, 2007 16:02:35 GMT -5
Banners blowing lightly, and daggers digging to earth Stormy Satan trotted around boredly. She had so much energy but no way to use it all up fully. Suddenly she gave in to impulse and burst into full gallop. her tresses were whipped back by the wind and her tail flew helplessly behind her. her heart leapt in excitement and she felt as if she could run forever...
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Post by Mage on Dec 21, 2007 16:08:09 GMT -5
Keeper grazed in a meadow, once again his lead seemed to have dissapeared along with Painted Lady and his son. Where do they go, he had called for everyone and all that showed was Stormy Satan and Karida the others were no where to be seen or heard from. He sighed, his ears pricked listening to all the sounds around him as he munched on the long blades of green grass. Soon he heard hoofbeats, fast hoofbeats, comming towards the meadow. He pricked his dial and stood firmly and watched as Stormy Satan burst from the trees and into the open meadow for which he stood in. He looked around to see what she was running from but could see she was just out running for fun. He smirked and relaxed, he tossed his forelock from his eyes and watched as she moved quickly over the land.
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Post by i!shadow!i on Dec 21, 2007 20:40:16 GMT -5
Silence watched from above the falls. She noticed the mare that had vanished for a while. She watched her run across he field. She shook her head an rolled her eyes. The mare seemed all she wanted to do was show off. Silence looked at Keeper enter. She did not have much of a liking of the stallion. But she was in heat, but not incredibly interested in having another foal. She had already had five, with the other filthy stallion, the black one.
Silence shook her head. She looked back at the river that eventually fell over the cliff and puddled at the floor. She wondered if a horse had ever fell the long drop. She took a nervous step back. She looked up at Keeper. She suddenly turned tail, her long white tail, tipped with gray, fell in behind her. She stopped at the edge of the boundary and started to graze. She pawed the snow away and pulled the grass out.
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Post by Reflection on Dec 24, 2007 10:58:37 GMT -5
The brisk air whipped around Stormy Satan as she galloped. it felf so good to run and stretch her legs, and she didn't care what it looked like she was just happy to be running again. she let out a whinny of pleasure as she went around. I probably look pretty funny, running around with no real destination or purpose of what I'm doing she thought but continued with her thoughts positively But I don't care. I LOVE running! her powerful thoroughbred legs seemed to never tire, and her arched neck showed the irish tb blood in her. The dapples on her gray coat seemed to dance in the sunlight. She loved running, and she burst out in a even faster gallop then before, fully enjoying it...
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