should've when you could've [poiz]

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gwin.

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The rough blades of the grass beneath the mare's hooves tickled her fetlocks as she walked across the land. Each step she took was a little shaky as her anxiety and long list of worries ate at her. One more step and she entered the Faraway Meadows. Her wide nostrils flared as she scanned the area, narrowing her eyes and lifting her head. Sighing softly, she shook her head and relaxed her rather tense body. She moved forward again, tossing her head slightly as a subtle smile appeared across her lips. This place felt very serene and definitely made her feel right at home. She worked her way through the tall grasses, her thin coat glistening under the warm sun.

Gwin was her name; it was simple, quite the opposite of what she was, which was rather complicated in fact. Her thinking process was much different than most and it was hard to understand. Inhaling deeply, she peered up at the sky and watched birds fly overhead until they disappeared into the distance. She stumbled due to not paying attention to where she was going. Her heart shot up into her throat, but she caught herself. Dancing around nervously, she snorted and looked to where the culprit was. It turned out to be a hole in the ground, nothing to be afraid of.. unless a venomous snake happened to live in there.

And with that thought, Gwin leaped forward and galloped away from the hole. She made sure to watch her step. She noticed a path off to the right and swerved over to it, slowing to a trot, then eventually a walk, as she did so. Snorting, she pricked her ears and looked around quickly. She lowered her head and began to bite quickly at the grass. Every few bites, she would take a step or two forward. Her ears swiveled to the sounds around her.

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[poizuun]

"Damn it all!" The big stallion grunted as he heaved himself back up onto his hooves. He had been galloping across the meadows just to entertain himself when he hit a slick patch of grass and went down. He'd made it out unharmed, just maybe a bruise or two and a crushed ego. He was lucky that he didn't break a leg, but that didn't exactly comfort him. He was still angered by the fact he'd fallen in the first place. He cast a jaundiced eye up at the sky, as if the star that had cursed him from the beginning was visible and he could see it clearly and thought to himself, 'You're having a great laugh up there, aren't you?' His silvery tail swished across his flanks testily and then he moved on, leaving his pity party behind. He shook out his thick, fluffy mane and moved on at a ground eating trot, watching where he stuck his hooves rather than where he was going and before he knew it, he bumped into something. The large stallion jumped and backed up a few paces to see what it was that he'd ran into and realized it was a mare. "Gods bless it!" He cursed, more at his star than anything. "I am so sorry. I was watching my hooves instead what was in front of me!" He shook his mane out again, his thick forelock falling into his black eyes. He was thankful for it, though, as it hid his immense embarrassment.

{ooc} hello clichés, my name is poiz xD