|
|
Post by Silver Arrow's {Angel} on Oct 9, 2009 21:26:50 GMT -5
A mare with glossy mane and banner and a pelt that sparkled like black diamonds wandered into the land. She had disappeared for a long while. She had left to find herself, to discover where she really came from, and who she really was. She was refreshed with the knowledge. She was a mare who was destined to be a protector of which ever herd she belonged in. And she was a very bright mare. Her towers stepped high in a beautiful, elegant trot. Her thorns were pricked forward as her neck was in an 'S' shape, her maw pointed to the ground. The sun danced on her black coat as she advanced. She soon came upon a large hill and stood upon her back towers. Forelegs dug at the sky furiously as she shook her nape, her glossy mane whipping left and right. She whinnied her beautiful voice. It was like a beautiful melody.
 |
|
|
|
Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Oct 9, 2009 21:52:23 GMT -5
The stallion heard a whinney and cantered to it. It was familiar but again not at all familiar. A dark beautiful mare was on the tall hill, the only one in his woods and he knew right away it was Angel. Offering a soft nicker he waited for her to notive his sound and greet him. He kind of wanted a good explanation for leaving and scaring him, thinking she'd died or been re claimed. She was hers, forever.
But even though she had been gone for a while, he remembered how he'd saved her from Deadly Sin. He had also saved the mare that was now lead from Bandit and Deadly Sin. And both turned out to be great mares. flicming his tail he smiled and whinnied loudly hoping she would notice. |
|
