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03-11-2013, 05:07 PM
It won't be whiskey, won't be meth
It'll be your name on my last breath
The soft growl of rolling waves, the salt coated air, the bitter wind, the sand giving out beneath her small feet. She was home. The lengthy grey mare found her way to the top of a small sand dune; dun sea grass brushed her legs gently. Tangles of her mane and tail flowed in the wind, making her feel weightless. Snowblind took a deep breath, letting out a tired sigh that poured from her mouth. The night sky was full of bright, twinkling stars and very few clouds. What a perfect night at the beach.
The long-legged mare began to walk down toward the water, curiosity taking control of her mind. She had heard there was something frightening about this ocean, but not what it actually may have been that haunted the waters. All she knew was that she was to stay clear of any deeper than her knees. That's as much as she trusted her exhausted frame at the moment. The waves lapped up on the white sand, kissing the earth before it rolled back to its natural home. Her weight caused her dark hooves to sink about an inch into the sand; all the heat had fled from the particles of rock as soon as the sun lowered for the night.
Snow took a few steps into the neutral temperature of the water, dropping her nose to the smallest rolling waves before she entered the water. The remains of a small ripple touched the end of her maw, causing her to shake her dainty head back up in the air. Each step on the more compact, saturated sand caused the liquid to escape as soon as her weight was pressed on it. The affected area would dehydrate, turning back to the soft white as it was for a moment, only to suck the remaining water back toward it as soon as the mare lifted a hoof. The tide was coming up for the night, creating the waves to roll up the beach faster than they had earlier in the day. By the time Snowblind was soaked up to her hawks, she stopped, frightening herself as soon as she noticed how deep she had gotten.
The salty water stirred around her aching limbs, sucking the sand from under her hooves out and digging her deeper into the natural trap. She pulled up her front feet one by one, knowing better than to let the suction get her stuck. The strong waves pulled back out to the currents, the rushing water making her tired body feel limp for a moment. This was not a good spot for her to be right now. She was not strong enough to withstand a rip tide if she stupidly wandered into one. The mare turned, picking up her long legs and trotting out of the water. Droplets flew through the air, staining her light hide as each caught onto her pelt. The water was cool, but the drops did not bother her. The feeling of freedom on the water was relieving. This was what she was to now call home, thanks to the riveting mare she had met that morning, Cosette.
STATUS: OPEN; Co, whoever wants to jump in.
OOC: Snow could use any kind of action, good or bad. <3
LYRICS: "Better Dig Two" by The Band Perry
WORD COUNT: 535
The soft growl of rolling waves, the salt coated air, the bitter wind, the sand giving out beneath her small feet. She was home. The lengthy grey mare found her way to the top of a small sand dune; dun sea grass brushed her legs gently. Tangles of her mane and tail flowed in the wind, making her feel weightless. Snowblind took a deep breath, letting out a tired sigh that poured from her mouth. The night sky was full of bright, twinkling stars and very few clouds. What a perfect night at the beach.
The long-legged mare began to walk down toward the water, curiosity taking control of her mind. She had heard there was something frightening about this ocean, but not what it actually may have been that haunted the waters. All she knew was that she was to stay clear of any deeper than her knees. That's as much as she trusted her exhausted frame at the moment. The waves lapped up on the white sand, kissing the earth before it rolled back to its natural home. Her weight caused her dark hooves to sink about an inch into the sand; all the heat had fled from the particles of rock as soon as the sun lowered for the night.
Snow took a few steps into the neutral temperature of the water, dropping her nose to the smallest rolling waves before she entered the water. The remains of a small ripple touched the end of her maw, causing her to shake her dainty head back up in the air. Each step on the more compact, saturated sand caused the liquid to escape as soon as her weight was pressed on it. The affected area would dehydrate, turning back to the soft white as it was for a moment, only to suck the remaining water back toward it as soon as the mare lifted a hoof. The tide was coming up for the night, creating the waves to roll up the beach faster than they had earlier in the day. By the time Snowblind was soaked up to her hawks, she stopped, frightening herself as soon as she noticed how deep she had gotten.
The salty water stirred around her aching limbs, sucking the sand from under her hooves out and digging her deeper into the natural trap. She pulled up her front feet one by one, knowing better than to let the suction get her stuck. The strong waves pulled back out to the currents, the rushing water making her tired body feel limp for a moment. This was not a good spot for her to be right now. She was not strong enough to withstand a rip tide if she stupidly wandered into one. The mare turned, picking up her long legs and trotting out of the water. Droplets flew through the air, staining her light hide as each caught onto her pelt. The water was cool, but the drops did not bother her. The feeling of freedom on the water was relieving. This was what she was to now call home, thanks to the riveting mare she had met that morning, Cosette.
STATUS: OPEN; Co, whoever wants to jump in.
OOC: Snow could use any kind of action, good or bad. <3
LYRICS: "Better Dig Two" by The Band Perry
WORD COUNT: 535
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