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Post by jisa on Oct 28, 2010 20:48:01 GMT -5
Allenah Silence rings through the air. Gentle breezes sweep along the waters. Quiet sloshing can be heard as a young Warmblood Mare treads through the waters. Her ears flicker and swivel, surveying the land around her. Each step she takes is confident but careful not to make too much noise. Allenah's tail flicks at her haunches, warding off the strange black flies that plague her. Muscles taut under sleek, dark fur she wanders the waters and sands. She holds her head high, her neck almost too upright. Allenah is still unsure of herself and where she should be- even after all of these years. She has never really gotten over that separation, and with the coming winter she's become more tense than ever. After a few more moments, the bay warmblood drops her neck and relaxes. It is a nicely sunny day, despite the obvious presence of Autumn in the air. Might as well make the most of it before Winter comes. The salty scent of the water, the feeling of sunrays on her back, the occasional sound of a fly too close. It was enough to make Allenah drift off into thought.
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Post by Misty on Nov 21, 2010 19:53:58 GMT -5
Misty spots something off in the distance. The mare picks it up to a trot to investigate. She splashes through the nice warm waters of the ocean. Bits of dirt clung to the mare’s legs as she trots through the waters. The mare finally arrives in silence trying hard not to make any noise. This is when she noticed a beautiful mare. She approaches. The mare was then startled by Misty’s approach. Allenah jumped as of not knowing a horse had approached her.
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