06-03-2018, 08:08 PM
Baltas is not used to the summer heat, but he is grateful that his coat has long since finished the graying process. Enduring this weather would be so much more difficult with a dark coat. The sun is so bright that he can hardly look up without his eyes screaming in protest. Sighing, he trots to the lake and wades in until the wonderfully cool water reaches up to his knees and lowers his head to drink.
The Lippizan's thoughts drift to Hyaline's new resident, Kanamae, as the lake water makes little ripples around his legs. Was he settling in well? He should check. "Kanamae?" The call is loud enough to be heard, but without urgency. Baltas walks out of the lake, looking for the young colt.
@[Kanamae]
The Lippizan's thoughts drift to Hyaline's new resident, Kanamae, as the lake water makes little ripples around his legs. Was he settling in well? He should check. "Kanamae?" The call is loud enough to be heard, but without urgency. Baltas walks out of the lake, looking for the young colt.
@[Kanamae]