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01-08-2014, 02:45 PM
The arid temperature, despite on coming winter was a great pleasure to the palomino stallion. No longer was he lost and wandering in foreign lands he was stowed away in. He was back home, feeling great yet with an underlying hint of anxiety. Phoenix hoped with a heavy heart that the horses here wouldn't think of him as the coward who ran away. The reality was, he would never do such a pathetic thing when it came to the protection of the herd. In the distance, a tiny speck of green stood out in the vast land of beige colored sand. Deciding to get a good run out of today before arriving back, led by Godiva, Phoenix slowly tilted towards the ground, landing with a thud.
Legs pumping faster, wings tucked in neatly to heaving flanks, the taut brute freely ran to an extent. The familiar scent of the Throat wafted to his nose, the smell of a lush oasis. A smile played upon his maw as he forced himself to get as close as possible, to meet one of his herd mates, or several if they wished. Phoenix was struggling to battle with prolonged anxiety and whimpering away when he faced new horses, but he didn't want to be like that anymore. The stallion wanted to halt being so confident and almost arrogant and then shying away like a leaf strewn away in the wind. Gradually diminuendo to a halt, the panting stallion let out a booming nicker.
He wished to find someone, and have some company. His resolution was to be more sociable, and interact with the herd that was almost like family to him.
Legs pumping faster, wings tucked in neatly to heaving flanks, the taut brute freely ran to an extent. The familiar scent of the Throat wafted to his nose, the smell of a lush oasis. A smile played upon his maw as he forced himself to get as close as possible, to meet one of his herd mates, or several if they wished. Phoenix was struggling to battle with prolonged anxiety and whimpering away when he faced new horses, but he didn't want to be like that anymore. The stallion wanted to halt being so confident and almost arrogant and then shying away like a leaf strewn away in the wind. Gradually diminuendo to a halt, the panting stallion let out a booming nicker.
He wished to find someone, and have some company. His resolution was to be more sociable, and interact with the herd that was almost like family to him.
