02-13-2016, 11:18 PM
The large mare was grazing happily, her long white stockings covered in the luscious grass, her white blaze almost disappearing. Her short tail swished lightly, trying to gently swat away the butterfly that was tickling her barrel. Her teeth ripped off the grass from the earth, her teeth grinding the grass in rhythm. Hugo lifted her long neck a little to shake her mane a little, small gnats whispered into her ears.
She stayed in her spot, moving a little here and there to find sweeter grass to graze upon. She hadn't decided to explore, no not yet. She needed to fill herself up with some grass before she could do anything. The draft girl thought about laying down to catch some sleep, considering the weather was warm and it was in the middle of the day. No predator would try to capture her, right? Well, she wouldn't push it, besides it would be hard for her to get back up after she's down and sleepy.
She snorted a little and just kept grazing. The land around her was quite a beautiful picture, although it was just first glance before she dove for the grass. She did see the few groups of mares, no stallions have approached her yet, nor did any other horse. She didn't mind though, isolation was sometimes good, although she was a herd animal.
"Soon I'll find a herd, just not right now..." She thought to herself, dark brown and eyes staying on the earth.
She stayed in her spot, moving a little here and there to find sweeter grass to graze upon. She hadn't decided to explore, no not yet. She needed to fill herself up with some grass before she could do anything. The draft girl thought about laying down to catch some sleep, considering the weather was warm and it was in the middle of the day. No predator would try to capture her, right? Well, she wouldn't push it, besides it would be hard for her to get back up after she's down and sleepy.
She snorted a little and just kept grazing. The land around her was quite a beautiful picture, although it was just first glance before she dove for the grass. She did see the few groups of mares, no stallions have approached her yet, nor did any other horse. She didn't mind though, isolation was sometimes good, although she was a herd animal.
"Soon I'll find a herd, just not right now..." She thought to herself, dark brown and eyes staying on the earth.
The Gentle Giant