Think sweets, think pink, think me!
having accepted his offer, the pink lady trudges across the border. Looking around her as she does so. Softly her nicker rings across the mountians. Where was he?
I came just as you asked She smiles weakly at him, striding up to his side. Her own coat warm with the suns rays. She brushes her velvet nostrils against him gently. Her muscles almost trembling in fear. It was a new place and full of strange scents. Looking around her, she wonders if any of the other mares would make a show of themselves.
It would be nice to have the company. Ears prick forward in a little bit of excitement. Almost like a ember she was begining to glow ever so slightly. The journey here having exercised her nervous energy out of her system to the point that even if she wanted to she couldn't jump in fear.
Nixie