Freedom entered the meadow slowly for she was new and unsertin of her suroundings. She had come to this place to look for a mate but saw no other horses. She Whinnyed then listed for the faintest sound of another horse but all was quite. She sighed and walked to the stream for a drink in the cool clear stream. Would she ever find the right one? She then started grazing in on the banks of the stream were the grass was sweet. She would wait in this beautiful place for her love. Even if there was no other horses she still could do what she liked best: Running.
Sun Nov 15, 2009 2:19 pm