The slight mare was not used to this kind of cold she was from the southern regions.She never got this snow, all she got were rain,wind,and sunshine but lately frozen waters and sticky muddy grounds. "Oh this is miserable, i wish i could warm up" she thought to her self as she shook her form of the awful snow. She needed to be warm so she walked stiffly and aimlessly through the barren tundra she may call home.
What was this? A shadow? A predator? A horse? Friend or foe? All these questions popped up as she saw this dark form moving accrossed the land. "Do i neigh to see if its a horse or do i keep quite and save myself?" she thought quickly. She threw her head up and lets out a longing and ringing neigh hoping that would stop the figure. She walked out from the underbrush and out into the open where the wind could bite and nip at her body. She stood perfectly still her black wings tucked tightly to her body and her mane and tail blowing in the harsh wind and her auds and orbs locked on the figure. [/color]