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Stretching his neck, he angled his muzzle towards the ground. His nostrils filled with the scent of an old log that lay in front of him. The bark was all musty and dead, it wasn't the sweet smell of a bark that was filled with life and bitter smelling. The smell of the bark made his nose tickle. Thrusting his head back he shook his head, preventing a sneeze. Carrying on, he stepped lightly over the beaten down old log and walked forwards. He was confused for the throat was more quiet today. Not even a bird or insect crossed though here. It was now Birdsong, so his thoughts were all over the place.
His stride was slow, just a one by one step pace. He felt sort of dreary today, for the desert seemed dead. He felt that he was the only horse on the planet and everything else had dissapeared. That was once a bad dream he had, he woke up shivering and scared. Luckily this time it wasn't the case. Hearing a young tone, he stopped in his tracks. In the distance he could make out a small female filly walking across the desert sands. Her scared tone asked "Hello? Is anyone out there?" Picking up his pace, he broke into a fast trot. Maybe this poor young filly was lost. He really wanted to help her, she looked like she needed it.
He arrived near her presence with a worried look. Well, more concerned and caring as he saw the sweet look on her face."Hello, young one, yes I am here." Trying to make her feel more comfortable he asked "Do you need help? For are you lost?" Staying some what close to her he looked around seeing no parents or anyone she could possibly know. He stood their waiting patiently for her reply.
His stride was slow, just a one by one step pace. He felt sort of dreary today, for the desert seemed dead. He felt that he was the only horse on the planet and everything else had dissapeared. That was once a bad dream he had, he woke up shivering and scared. Luckily this time it wasn't the case. Hearing a young tone, he stopped in his tracks. In the distance he could make out a small female filly walking across the desert sands. Her scared tone asked "Hello? Is anyone out there?" Picking up his pace, he broke into a fast trot. Maybe this poor young filly was lost. He really wanted to help her, she looked like she needed it.
He arrived near her presence with a worried look. Well, more concerned and caring as he saw the sweet look on her face."Hello, young one, yes I am here." Trying to make her feel more comfortable he asked "Do you need help? For are you lost?" Staying some what close to her he looked around seeing no parents or anyone she could possibly know. He stood their waiting patiently for her reply.
