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Post by lavender on Apr 25, 2011 4:22:34 GMT -5
 The dark bay stallion blinked his eyes in the dim light of morning, a cold winter breeze blew through his wavy, thick mane while he raced through the meadows. He entered the foreign lands with caution. Alert to every movement, every sound, every touch, his ears flicked around. He continued his journey, trotting forward, his hooves barely touched the grass where dew was still on, shimmering like diamonds. It looked like he was floating, but in truth he was just chasing the wind. The cold winter breeze carved his face. Sweat covered his dark coat, and shimmered when soft sun rays of a winter sun stroked his back. His head lifted from the sturdy soil below his body, legs started to move, flanks quivering, nostrils flared. Strands of brown mane floated for his eyes, played a game with them. Bobbing his head to keep up at the same pace as before, he released a call of himself.
His dark brown eyes observed the area, his nostrils flared in the scent of other horses. He stood tall, just standing there looking around the scenery. He continued to run through the meadows, trying to find someone that wandered here.
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Post by poizuun on Apr 27, 2011 13:51:50 GMT -5
Harley chased around the meadows at a happy and bouncy trot, occasionally lifting her entire frame up from the ground with a joyous squeal. Despite the dreary and somewhat chilled weather, she was in a good mood. It was a good day for her. But a bad day never really existed for the mare. Eventually she slowed to a more organized trot, but he sudden change of speed was actually meant to burn a bit more of the pent-up energy she had. Her bicolored tail flicked about her flanks and she shook out her white mane as she moved, then picking up her pace into a fast canter, stretching out her long legs as she tore across the meadows.
{ooc} wasn't sure what else to say with her xD it'll get better the more i use her more
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