03-24-2016, 08:20 PM
Her world wasn't always a silent one. In the beginning, when the natural sounds of the earth had faded from her knowing, Sorea (SORE-REE-AH) often reflected on the days she could hear the birds sing in the morning, the breeze flow gently through the trees at midday, and the wolves in the evening howl distantly. But three years had passed since she had lost such delights, and as it went, her thoughts about it had become less and less.
That morning, she had found her way through a forest she knew well and into a sunny field she had yet to venture. How odd, Sorea thought, for she had never discovered or noticed it before, despite having lingered in the area for some time. As it were, danger, here, was fairly low.
Stepping out from the trees and into the tall grass, the mare saw what appeared to be others of her kind a good distance away, some near to each other, and some still on their own. Immediately, stiffened as her heart began to pound rapidly within her. Although Sorea had been a loner for some time, she had not altogether been without her kind, though none of those she met had stuck around. Though she could read lips for sound and decipher body language well, it was hard for her to seem totally pleasant or friendly, given her disadvantage.
With a snort of curiosity, Sorea began a leisurely walk across the field, though now and then, she stopped for several minutes to graze.
That morning, she had found her way through a forest she knew well and into a sunny field she had yet to venture. How odd, Sorea thought, for she had never discovered or noticed it before, despite having lingered in the area for some time. As it were, danger, here, was fairly low.
Stepping out from the trees and into the tall grass, the mare saw what appeared to be others of her kind a good distance away, some near to each other, and some still on their own. Immediately, stiffened as her heart began to pound rapidly within her. Although Sorea had been a loner for some time, she had not altogether been without her kind, though none of those she met had stuck around. Though she could read lips for sound and decipher body language well, it was hard for her to seem totally pleasant or friendly, given her disadvantage.
With a snort of curiosity, Sorea began a leisurely walk across the field, though now and then, she stopped for several minutes to graze.