12-02-2020, 08:46 AM
The water was crystal clear, allowing Lindy to see the sunshine of her reflection, albeit rippled, as she dipped her muzzle down to take a drink from the lake. The rush of the waterfall provided a peaceful soundtrack for the mare to enjoy as she clung to the bank. She wasn't thirsty, but drinking gave her something to do. There were other horses around; some of them even seemed friendly, but upon arriving at the meadow she felt almost intimidated by the presence of others like her. It wasn't that she was anti-social. In fact, she was far from that! It was simply hard for the feathered mare to take the first step, especially in a new place with new sights and new smells to take in. It was, quite frankly, rather overwhelming and being by herself helped to keep her nerves in check. She had spent so long traveling, hoping to find a place that called to her soul. A place where she could settle and not only feel content, but feel wanted, useful, and a part of something bigger than herself. Wishful thinking for a mare like herself, with more bulk than height and a tendency to lose her confidence before she could actually act on it. This place, though... this place had a special feeling about it. She couldn't quite put a hoof on it, but there was just something about it.
Now. If only Lindy could actually buck up and go talk to somebody. Instead of doing that intimidating task, she simply stared down at her reflection in the water, swishing her tail on occasion for no other reason aside from the fact that she could. This is what you were looking for, wasn't it? she asked herself in her thoughts, not wanting anybody to suddenly be in earshot and think she was crazy,A place to start a new chapter? A place to fit in? One of these steeds has to be able to open that gate for you... All she had to do was talk to somebody. Easier said than done for Lindy. Although, she was beginning to get frustrated at herself. Just do it! The thought was accompanied by a snort that sent water droplets flying and a very precise stomp of a back hoof. She was a friendly sort of horse. Why did it have to be so hard to approach somebody new? Perhaps she should cut herself a bit of slack. Her surroundings were new, the potential seemed limitless. Add onto it having to introduce herself to horses she never seen before and, well, it could be overwhelming.
• This is awful, but I'm going to blame it on being exhausted rather than being completely out of practice writing horses and stuff like this. Open to anyone!
Now. If only Lindy could actually buck up and go talk to somebody. Instead of doing that intimidating task, she simply stared down at her reflection in the water, swishing her tail on occasion for no other reason aside from the fact that she could. This is what you were looking for, wasn't it? she asked herself in her thoughts, not wanting anybody to suddenly be in earshot and think she was crazy,A place to start a new chapter? A place to fit in? One of these steeds has to be able to open that gate for you... All she had to do was talk to somebody. Easier said than done for Lindy. Although, she was beginning to get frustrated at herself. Just do it! The thought was accompanied by a snort that sent water droplets flying and a very precise stomp of a back hoof. She was a friendly sort of horse. Why did it have to be so hard to approach somebody new? Perhaps she should cut herself a bit of slack. Her surroundings were new, the potential seemed limitless. Add onto it having to introduce herself to horses she never seen before and, well, it could be overwhelming.
• This is awful, but I'm going to blame it on being exhausted rather than being completely out of practice writing horses and stuff like this. Open to anyone!