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Post by scenery on Feb 7, 2011 23:38:28 GMT -5
 [glow=red,2,300][shadow=red,left,300]Scenery[/glow][/shadow]
She galloped quietly but quickly away from the terrifying area, soon hearing the distant sound of a stream. She moved quicker, racing through the roses, feeling the sticky warm stream of liquid running down her legs from the rose thorns. The temperature was chilly, and all one could see from above was a black speck among lots of red, racing toward a long snake. Once Scenery reached the river, she ran right until she was up to her knees in water. The cool water felt nice on her tired legs, though stinging the cuts on her legs. She dipped her neck down and drank. This helped her concentrate on the prairie, trying to remember why she recognized it. Suddenly, the stench flooded her nostrils...
She was attacked, and had taken off running, forward, hoping it would not chase her. Her legs got sore, but she galloped anyways. She felt her heart beat going quicker, her pulse increasing, her breath escaping. She tried to slow down but couldn't, she felt her back aching in pain, sticky warm liquid running down her back. She ran forever, the scent still burning her nostrils. She slowly slowed by the scent of a little pond, afraid of every sound around her. She walked on wobbly legs over the the little pond and let the water rinse her legs. Exhausted, she carried her 14hh body over to the large tree and collapsed. She knew it wasn't good to lay down for too long, but her legs couldn't take it anymore. She leaned up against the trunk and snorted in pain. |
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Post by Raine on Feb 8, 2011 14:06:50 GMT -5
Bliss
"Dear lord, are you okay there?" Bliss spoke slowly, walking steadily up to the black mare. She was beautiful, much larger and more built up than herselfbut yet more tender in character.
Bliss introduced herself, "It is rather creepy round here in the forest, you have to watch out. I got attacked myself a couple of months back by a Stallion, oh he was arrogant. You see, I was hurt dreadfully, but I met some nice mares, who put me back on track."
Bliss's golden bod glowed in the morning sun. Her smile gave off such warmth, she could melt the hearts ofany stallion.
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Post by scenery on Feb 8, 2011 19:42:01 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300][shadow=red,left,300]Scenery[/glow][/shadow] Scenery jumped at the soft sound of a mares voice. Scenery looked up at the mare and winced from the pain in the movement. She smiled weakly and listened as the mare spoke to her. Scenery watched the mare smile, warming smile, and then Scenery spoke herself. "That must have been a dreadful experience." Scenery tried to picture the poor mare, attacked by a stallion, but then wondered how nice those mares must have been to help her.
Scenery stood up on shaky legs, nearly falling over twice, before getting into a standing position, leaning against the tree. She winced in pain at first, but then relaxed in a comfortable position.
"Would you mind staying for awhile? I have no company, and had no mother since I was one week old. My mother had left the herd to give birth to me, and when we were heading back to the herd, it was stormy, but the herd was so close, I could feel it! The excitement of the other foals, it was unbearable. Soon, we reached a rocky ledge and started up it. I glanced up to see if I could see the top, but when I looked down, my mother was trying to slow her fall down the high ledge. She had hit the bottom once out of sight, but not before she had let out a terrifying whinny, scaring me into everything. I had been so afraid that night. Now, once again, I'm afraid, in pain, lost and lonely. Please stay with me." Now, Scenery usually didn't like to beg, but she really was craving some attention from the golden mare. She was afraid and lonely. And lost. And hopeless. She really wanted this mare to stay with her.
"Please stay with me and tell me about your past." Scenery pleaded again.Notes: Poor Scenery!!! WC: 301 |
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Post by elevatednight123 on Mar 23, 2012 16:20:50 GMT -5
silent flame galloped around a vast valley. He ran until he got to a hill, then he stopped, his mussels were huge and he very fit. His black coat glimmered and his white blaze and one white little sock shined and his dark electric blue eyes glimmered. Then he looked down and saw two mares he watched his ears perked for he was curious
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Post by elevatednight123 on Mar 23, 2012 16:22:50 GMT -5
But he noticed one mare his color, had been attacked might from a lone stallion. He knew he was lone but he was not aggressive.
He slowly walked towards the mares. His head was low to show he would not harm them.
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