Post by Izz on Nov 18, 2006 13:32:45 GMT -5
The young mare trod along the beach. Her long tail streamed behing her like a banner with each light step. Her hooves left slight imprints in the sand as she went. Izz lifted her head as a light breeze blew on her face and tugged at her mane and tail. Izz embraced it like an old friend. Taking deep breaths of the fresh air she quickly turned and started to run along the shoreline. Occasionly she'd kick up her heels or rear up and scream out to the world. Finally she slowed and stepped into the water. It sloshed around her hooves cooling her hocks. She looked out to the horizon the light from the dieing sun played upon her pelt. Now Izz was remembering what she had come here for. She was searching for a herd and a home. Maybe even one day she would find herself a mate and have a foal.