Alone and Wondrous

[Silic]

I linger at the edge of the meadow in the shadows of the trees gazing out at the golden grasses waving in the wind and the stallions and mares grazing. I watch the place as if it were part of an alien world as I shuffle my feet unsure of what to do. I take a step into the golden grass, then another and yet again more. I slowly walk into the meadow with my head held high and my tail out straight, the sun glinting off my seemingly metallic coat. After galloping around the open field for a bit I start to chew on a few snippets of grass, the sweetness filling my mouth and so I continue to graze, my ears perked and my eyes on the other horses waiting to see what happens.