Post by Tassle on Jun 13, 2007 16:46:17 GMT -5
Dicolored stag raced across the terr, mind mimicking his churning pistons. Thoughts raced through his mind like leaves in the wind...when would he find his next mare...or his next meal? What would his new home be like? Would he fail at ever settling down? Doubt often coiled it's jaws around his soul. Never in his life had Dissolve been sure of himself.
Stilts began to grow tired, and breath was beginning to come short to the brute. Paint stallion skidded to a halt, orbs observing the terrain around him. Flowers surrounded the hessian like a trap...a hellhole that...wasn't as bad as he thought. Nostrils inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of the flowers. A soft tickle began to radiate up his nose. Startled, stag snorted. Out came a little butterfly, which hovered away. Looking puzzled, stallion reared. This terr is mine, and no others! He claimed, pleased. And it shall belong to mine and my heirs for all eternity.
Stilts began to grow tired, and breath was beginning to come short to the brute. Paint stallion skidded to a halt, orbs observing the terrain around him. Flowers surrounded the hessian like a trap...a hellhole that...wasn't as bad as he thought. Nostrils inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of the flowers. A soft tickle began to radiate up his nose. Startled, stag snorted. Out came a little butterfly, which hovered away. Looking puzzled, stallion reared. This terr is mine, and no others! He claimed, pleased. And it shall belong to mine and my heirs for all eternity.