Sun walked his way down the field finding a sheltered spot beyond the questioning gaze of the other horses and the endless list of questions. He stood gazing quietly the golden sun warming his golden coloured back, the stark contrast of his dark mane against his coat, which had given him his name, helped him to blend in with the dappled light in the shelter of the trees near the edge of one of the fields. He raised his head sharply as a cry pierced the air but it was only the distant call of another horse. His golden eyes watched the other horses graze; some talked others kept to themselves. Suddenly span only to see a bird fly out of the tree idiot he thought to himself it was only a bird I need to calm down like he said to himself every time he got scared over silly things. He brought his head back down to the grass biting of a mouthful, its juicy taste filling his mouth…
As sunset approached the sky got darker, he moved uneasily in the shadows of the tree. It was obvious he longed for the protection of other horses but his trust issues kept him away. As night fell he gave in, ancient instincts driving him to the company of the other horses. He walked cautiously to where the other horses grazed in quiet company…
As sunset approached the sky got darker, he moved uneasily in the shadows of the tree. It was obvious he longed for the protection of other horses but his trust issues kept him away. As night fell he gave in, ancient instincts driving him to the company of the other horses. He walked cautiously to where the other horses grazed in quiet company…