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09-13-2015, 10:53 PM
The occasional beams of light cascading onto a golden coat, which shimmered and stood out from the greens that surrounded. The figure had a long mane dragging behind with twigs and dried mud on the ends, hooves the same with little grey peaking through. The head hung low, the long day and travel has taken its toll on this small young body. Nostrils flared, breathing steadily as eyes of green scanned the area. Hooves hitting the soft soil, barely making a sound; ears perked anticipating, listening to the sounds of chirps and critters running around in the nearby foliage. Why had she left her home for the misery of traveling alone? Was it worth the loneliness and peril that plagued her every day? She longed to come across another in the vast wilderness she’s been through. For the company and reassurance that someone would know if she ever did die on this never ending journey, on foreign land. But she kept on, trudging through it all. There was a small side of her determined to prove those back home wrong. She’d wanted to see the world and to live a different life; she’s seen so much in her months of traveling than she’d ever thought to come across, however the latter wasn’t quite accomplished yet. Her heart was still searching for that place to call home once more, for those she could call her family. The thought of the doubts, the laughs, and the old monotonous life she used to live ate at her being. At that moment, a small thrush landed on the path in front of her, she stopped and watched the little thing as it stared at her, in her eyes, cocking its head to the side. It stood there, fluttered its wings before putting them back down along its body. A few moments had passed before the brown feathers disappeared into the green of the trees surrounding. To most it would seem to be a little odd occurrence, simply nothing to be paid much thought to. However, Tournesol, her name derived from that of nature, believed that maybe this day would bring good fortunes. Or at the very least it would be a little different from the majority of the simple, dull days she’s had on this expedition. NOTES;; First Post!! ^^ TAG;; @--- |
