Chances//:Open

[Demogorgon]

It seemed as if time had just floated past, she stood on the shore of the beach, the wind rolled off the water like a song. It whistled and sang in her ears, and itw as peacful to her. Though Athena was a part of the rebel, she felt like having her own land to hel the rebel would be fine, plus as anything she wanted to take down teh dirtiest lowest herd of them all and everyone knew it was Karashkan.

Dispite all that this land believed in Athena stood confused, Spirit was a grand equine at that but was it all true? Was spirit real? She had her doubts, not on hm being real but on what was being told of him, it seemed new stories came up each day and to be honest, he was long gone and there is no way one horse could do so much. Her ears lowered at any of the possible reasons he could get up everyday and live.

She wasn't skinny or lengthy or anything special. She was 17. 2 or something, dappled grey in color, with an almost sold white body and black points. She was fast and fit. She was slim and virgin. She was strong willed and powerful. This land wouldn't be hers forever but as of now it was hers and she was going to love it. She loved water and the sand. This is her peace.

'hmm'

She stood still and closed her eyes, ears high up and alert but her nostrils breathing in the water's scent. Her body calm and relaxed, how at peace she felt, everything just felt right.

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