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02-22-2013, 08:44 AM
The young lonely mare walked through the forest. The sun shone it's warm rays onto her light golden coat. The tall trees towered over her, and cast twisted shadows across her path. She stopped and pricked her ears forward. Her nostrils flared catching every scent. There were no other horses around. She sighed in disappointment. What was this place? She had come here to find a new home, to have a fresh start on life, yet there was no one. She broke into a canter. Her beautiful white mane and tail blew back in the the wind. Her long legs ate up the ground. The trees became a blur next to her on both sides. She leaped gracefully over a fallen log, and kept up a steady canter. She tossed her head. Perhaps she would come across other horses soon. She stopped to catch her breath. Her eyes clouded as she remembered the death of her mother, and her little sister. They had been everything to her. And she had never known what had taken them. They had just died. She had left her herd knowing that she couldn't live in the place where they had gone. She wanted to start a new life of her own. She was starting to regret her choice though. There was nobody here. What if was an outcast forever? She shook her head in annoyance. She knew that she had to stop thinking like this or she would get nowhere. She let out a loud neigh, hoping someone would answer.
