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11-18-2012, 12:47 PM
I stood still as I approached a clearing with a beautiful golden stallion. His body shone in all the midst of the snow, and I was quite astounded. His mane was black as night, and I stood there just staring at his magnificence. I barely noticed a mare, to the right of him, a deep, chocolatey brown, with an impressive mountain lion on her back. I got scared for an instant, but realized the mountain lion was doing harm to neither of them, so I decided to proceed on walking in, to see what they were talking about.
As I approached the two horses, I saw a gray mare, that looked feeble and week leave the group. I also saw as another sturdy, duskin horse, that had to be a stallion leave, towards the hills I was going to explore at. I ignored the two leaving horses, knowing they were adventurers like me, going to find a new adventure.
I enjoyed to adventure because coming and meeting the new horses was exceptionally fun. Especially if one of the horses could be a potential mate. I eyed the stallion again, thinking how handsome he was. I had a feeling that all the mares would swoon at the sight of such a handsome lad. I myself, felt flirtatious when I saw him, but I really had no such experience, so I was a little bit scared to approach him. I was ignoring the mare with the cougar on her back, because I felt so attracted to the handsome male.
I flipped my mane, and gave out a whinny, just to alert them that I was coming. I didn't want them to get scared of me. I looked at them and said, "Hello, my name is Orinthia."
As I approached the two horses, I saw a gray mare, that looked feeble and week leave the group. I also saw as another sturdy, duskin horse, that had to be a stallion leave, towards the hills I was going to explore at. I ignored the two leaving horses, knowing they were adventurers like me, going to find a new adventure.
I enjoyed to adventure because coming and meeting the new horses was exceptionally fun. Especially if one of the horses could be a potential mate. I eyed the stallion again, thinking how handsome he was. I had a feeling that all the mares would swoon at the sight of such a handsome lad. I myself, felt flirtatious when I saw him, but I really had no such experience, so I was a little bit scared to approach him. I was ignoring the mare with the cougar on her back, because I felt so attracted to the handsome male.
I flipped my mane, and gave out a whinny, just to alert them that I was coming. I didn't want them to get scared of me. I looked at them and said, "Hello, my name is Orinthia."
