Post by megpainthorse on Jan 7, 2008 5:43:15 GMT -5
Her elegant bay bodince glimmered as the sun beat on her back. Her ebony ribbon lficked at hte pesturing flies and her thorns were listening carefully for any nearby sounds. Her crest held high and her dished crest just bobbed lightly. She then picked up one piston and then they started off at a large strided trot. Each dagger carried its self in a gaited way. She came to a slow stop infront of the river and then dipped her blackened maw into the cool rushing water. Her kissers parted and the water rushed in. Cookie then picked her crest uo and looked out across the land scape. Her dark nares just flared and she walked over to a clover patch. Where she lowered her curved dial and started to aimlessly nibble at the lush grass. Her ribbon just flicked at her hindquarters and her thorns flicked to and fro aimlessly, but they still istened for any strange sounds and/or movements. After a while she just lifted her dial and faced the aqua sky. Her kissers parted and a loud whinny escaped letting herself be known. Her dial then dropped back to the clovers and she started to graze once more.