The white ghost relished the feeling of the cool breeze on her hide making her close her glowing yellow eyes from a brief moment as she halted her movement. Her long white,grey and black mane flowed around her framing her face. She begun to move again taking long graceful steps showing off her linage of Andalusian and Halflinger, but her markings are what make her different, she was all white except for the tiger stripes starting at her withers and ending at the middle of her chest. She looked like a proud animal but in all reality she wasn't she tried so hard to act okay but the memories haunt her still to this day. Today is one of her good days where her mind did not attack her as usual. She spotted a stallion, he was attractive and everything but would he want someone as haunted and messed up as she was? Well there is one way to find out. Talk to him. She walked and flicked her tail as she approached him.
"Good afternoon. How are you on this fine day?" she asked her glowing eyes looking him over. Yes he was very attractive. She smiled at him and she tossed her multi colored mane as her small cupped ears awaited for his answer
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