Post by Exclusive on Jul 17, 2007 10:59:07 GMT -5
Dancing movements would make you think she was a trick of the mind. But no. She is not. She is very real indeed.
Llamada Cercana meaning Close Call, walked into the overgrown terra that had few mares now at this time of day, Her delicate and carefully sculptured head is raised at the sound of a distant stallion calling his sweetheart home. She snorts lightly knowing that the mare was galloping to him now. Cercana broke into a brisk, lovely trot towards a small creek. She had been thirsty for quite sometime and you could see it in the hollow at her flank. She swallowed the clean water until she could drink no more then raised her head and looked behind her. A soft, soothing whinny broke from her kissers and she turned her head again to face across the creek.
She backed up a few paces and then spun around on her haunches to look about herself. No stallions were in smelling range that she could tell. So she dropped her muzzle to snack on some grass and fill up the faintly distinct rib lines she held.
Llamada Cercana meaning Close Call, walked into the overgrown terra that had few mares now at this time of day, Her delicate and carefully sculptured head is raised at the sound of a distant stallion calling his sweetheart home. She snorts lightly knowing that the mare was galloping to him now. Cercana broke into a brisk, lovely trot towards a small creek. She had been thirsty for quite sometime and you could see it in the hollow at her flank. She swallowed the clean water until she could drink no more then raised her head and looked behind her. A soft, soothing whinny broke from her kissers and she turned her head again to face across the creek.
She backed up a few paces and then spun around on her haunches to look about herself. No stallions were in smelling range that she could tell. So she dropped her muzzle to snack on some grass and fill up the faintly distinct rib lines she held.
