Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Jul 31, 2009 22:16:09 GMT -5
Raven the pitch black Anduslain mare cantered into the area, her black neck arched, her tail up, her ears forward. She snorted, being bossed around by a snoop was the last thing this mare wanted, she needed an stallion that was a true dark stallion, not some stallion who thought he was a dark stallion. One that she could be with, to defend and protect, and treat her like royalty, like the horse she was. She halted, she reared thrashing her front legs in the air, she let out a peircing cry, that echoed through the terra, she then landed on the ground with a thug, she pricked her ears forward and waited for a sound of a handsome, dark,stallion.
