09-29-2022, 09:06 AM
~ANKHALET~
She wakes up, squinting at the brightness of the sun surrounding her.
In a panic, she scurries her long legs around, lifting herself off the ground with immense force, kicking, squealing and bucking…
It couldn’t have happened again… the reins around her neck tighten as she rares her hooves in the air….
But, as her feet hit the ground, her imaginary attacker is gone.
Breathing heavily, she shakes her head and looks around.
Nothing. Nothing but her, desert, and a few weird rocks. She smells nothing. No humans. No predators. Nothing but fresh air.
She stomps her feet and shakes her head. There are no more reins here. Her jaw unclenches- there’s no bit poking into her gums. Nothing choking her or keeping her from running away.
She lowers her head. She closes her eyes.
“Peace” she thinks to herself. “Finally.”
She walks around the different rocks and ruins. It almost looks a lot like… home. Just a lot less… endless.
In a weird way, she misses home. Although there was danger, a captor at every food plot, the desert was pure, absolute freedom. She could run for miles with absolutely nothing holding her back. It was unconventional, sure… you’d have to go days without water… but she got used to that in the barns anyways.
(I’m totally new here, anyone with any suggestions, feel free to let me know… I also have no idea how to function with html or templates)
She wakes up, squinting at the brightness of the sun surrounding her.
In a panic, she scurries her long legs around, lifting herself off the ground with immense force, kicking, squealing and bucking…
It couldn’t have happened again… the reins around her neck tighten as she rares her hooves in the air….
But, as her feet hit the ground, her imaginary attacker is gone.
Breathing heavily, she shakes her head and looks around.
Nothing. Nothing but her, desert, and a few weird rocks. She smells nothing. No humans. No predators. Nothing but fresh air.
She stomps her feet and shakes her head. There are no more reins here. Her jaw unclenches- there’s no bit poking into her gums. Nothing choking her or keeping her from running away.
She lowers her head. She closes her eyes.
“Peace” she thinks to herself. “Finally.”
She walks around the different rocks and ruins. It almost looks a lot like… home. Just a lot less… endless.
In a weird way, she misses home. Although there was danger, a captor at every food plot, the desert was pure, absolute freedom. She could run for miles with absolutely nothing holding her back. It was unconventional, sure… you’d have to go days without water… but she got used to that in the barns anyways.
(I’m totally new here, anyone with any suggestions, feel free to let me know… I also have no idea how to function with html or templates)