Post by Unbridled Freedom on Jan 10, 2007 19:36:06 GMT -5
A crimson mare came galloping in.Her forest green orbs were full of anger and hate.She kicked out at nothing and galloped around like a crazy mare.She pinned her auds flat against her skull.Her daggers beated against the hard forzen earth.Her bodice was latherd with sweat,which was odd for such a cold season.Her mane had frozen water crystals in it,also known as snow.She tossed her dial and arch,mane going with them.A long squeal emerged from her vocals and some snow fell from a tree.She slid to a stop and reared up.her daggers thrashed at the cloudy,white heavens above her dial.She came crashing back down to earth and whinnied once more for some one to come.It was obiouse she had no idea where she was,but did it look like she cared?No,not really.