03-30-2016, 07:31 PM
At the distant, but ever increasing sound of rapid hooves, Astara immediately lifted her head, her ears perked and eyes narrowed upon the black horse galloping her way. Until the stranger came close enough, Astara had been unable to tell whether or not a mare or stallion was approaching her. But when the unknown horse was only a few paces away, Astara could see the bulge of her pregnancy, and better recognize her scent.
After Zara introduced herself, the black spotted mare snorted. "I'm a wanderer," Astara replied, not nearly as politely as the other mare. She wanted to ask Zara as to exactly what she wanted, but Astara held back, venting her discomfort through the continual swishing of her tail.
After Zara introduced herself, the black spotted mare snorted. "I'm a wanderer," Astara replied, not nearly as politely as the other mare. She wanted to ask Zara as to exactly what she wanted, but Astara held back, venting her discomfort through the continual swishing of her tail.