01-27-2016, 02:55 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-27-2016, 02:58 PM by Anahi.
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While Anahi knew that there were other horses in the area, she hadn't expected that she would be so close to one; the wind seemed to be against her today, for she hadn't even smelled him coming. So it was quite explainable when, upon hearing the voice of another behind her, the champagne mare skittered forward, quickly whipping back around, ears tilted back in a frightened manner, and eyes wide, to see who had come up from behind her.
Seeing that it was another horse, a stallion, Anahi calmed down a bit, glad that it hadn't been any other kind of animal. The stallion had a gorgeous bay coat, his black mane and tail thick with good health. His base coat gleamed like bronze, and Anahi found herself staring a moment before focusing back on his eyes. Though, that didn't last long either, for her own eyes were quickly drawn to the horns that sat atop his head.
The champagne mare was puzzled; she had never seen anything like that before, on any creature, much less a horse. She'd come across a few mountain goats and such during her travels, but they hadn't possessed horns like that. No creature in the world could possess horns like this stallion had.
But if that was the case, how did he acquire them in the first place?
Noticing how he kept coming back to stare at her coat, Anahi tossed her head a moment, hoping to draw his attention away from her unique color and back to her so she could speak to him. Not caring if it fully worked, only that if he decided to listen, Anahi's tail swished back and forth as she spoke.
"It is rather beautiful out here," she stated, her eyes drifting toward the patches of snow littering the ground. Her gaze lingered on one specific patch that had been kicked up, whether by horses' hooves or the antics of another animal, she did not know. "Sadly, it's only beautiful when left untouched."
Seeing that it was another horse, a stallion, Anahi calmed down a bit, glad that it hadn't been any other kind of animal. The stallion had a gorgeous bay coat, his black mane and tail thick with good health. His base coat gleamed like bronze, and Anahi found herself staring a moment before focusing back on his eyes. Though, that didn't last long either, for her own eyes were quickly drawn to the horns that sat atop his head.
The champagne mare was puzzled; she had never seen anything like that before, on any creature, much less a horse. She'd come across a few mountain goats and such during her travels, but they hadn't possessed horns like that. No creature in the world could possess horns like this stallion had.
But if that was the case, how did he acquire them in the first place?
Noticing how he kept coming back to stare at her coat, Anahi tossed her head a moment, hoping to draw his attention away from her unique color and back to her so she could speak to him. Not caring if it fully worked, only that if he decided to listen, Anahi's tail swished back and forth as she spoke.
"It is rather beautiful out here," she stated, her eyes drifting toward the patches of snow littering the ground. Her gaze lingered on one specific patch that had been kicked up, whether by horses' hooves or the antics of another animal, she did not know. "Sadly, it's only beautiful when left untouched."