Post by bandit17 on Oct 19, 2008 0:03:25 GMT -5
The fea walked into the land. Her tail flicked away any source of fly. Her violet irises looked around. There were others but she would stand alone, as usual. Some said she was a dark horse, but she was neutral and and was an Arabian. Her build was strong and she was fast. She had been alone almost all her life, abandoned as a foal. She had learned to be quiet. She started to graze. She let out a malushious smile, she saw someone coming...
