Post by dixierodeoqueen10 on Mar 1, 2011 23:01:09 GMT -5
i galloped through the pines and oaks, weaving as i went. i had been alone for two weeks now and that was fine with me. after being abused and just thrown to any stallion that my owners seen fit, being alone was heaven on earth. every stallion i had ever met had been a rouge. in my mine they were all rouges and misfits and cruel.
my butterscotch colored ears flattened against my cream mane. my hooves churned deeper into the soft, dry earth and my white legs moved faster with every stride. my light, crystal blue orbs searched the ground for any movement. i looked back in front of me and i saw a big lake a short distance ahead.
my yellow pelt had darkened and started to lather. a swim would be good for me, body and soul. i neared the edge and slowed then jumped into the cool dark water. my whole body sunk and then popped back up. i churned the water with my legs and kept my solid white face above water. things were good... but maybe they weren't as good as i wanted them to be.
my butterscotch colored ears flattened against my cream mane. my hooves churned deeper into the soft, dry earth and my white legs moved faster with every stride. my light, crystal blue orbs searched the ground for any movement. i looked back in front of me and i saw a big lake a short distance ahead.
my yellow pelt had darkened and started to lather. a swim would be good for me, body and soul. i neared the edge and slowed then jumped into the cool dark water. my whole body sunk and then popped back up. i churned the water with my legs and kept my solid white face above water. things were good... but maybe they weren't as good as i wanted them to be.