04-11-2016, 12:02 AM
(It appears my last role play was abandoned yet again, so here is my attempt at a restart.)
Why did foals have to be so curious? It wasn't that Raxa had anything against the young horses; it's just that she preferred it when they weren't around, to bug her at least. The calm ones, she could deal with. The ones that were excited, she did not wish for them to be around.
It only reminded her of what she didn't have, and probably never would...
But Raxa wasn't one to let thoughts of the past dominate her. So, instead, in an effort to get away from the foals, the mare decided to spend the day by the waterfall. The summer sun was beating down quite hard that day, so she decided to take a dip in the large lake, sighing contentedly as the cold water soothed her hot skin. She stayed in there for a short while until she felt better, and then climbed out, giving her pelt a good shake as she so. It was still a little wet, but she was clean, and her coat, despite its odd coloring, really did look quite nice.
The mare moved to find shade among the trees by the waterfall, lowering her muzzle to graze, wishing to enjoy the peace and quiet for now before something would happen later on.
Knowing her luck, it would.
(Raxa is free to be claimed by a herd stallion or be approached by a kingdom horse)
Why did foals have to be so curious? It wasn't that Raxa had anything against the young horses; it's just that she preferred it when they weren't around, to bug her at least. The calm ones, she could deal with. The ones that were excited, she did not wish for them to be around.
It only reminded her of what she didn't have, and probably never would...
But Raxa wasn't one to let thoughts of the past dominate her. So, instead, in an effort to get away from the foals, the mare decided to spend the day by the waterfall. The summer sun was beating down quite hard that day, so she decided to take a dip in the large lake, sighing contentedly as the cold water soothed her hot skin. She stayed in there for a short while until she felt better, and then climbed out, giving her pelt a good shake as she so. It was still a little wet, but she was clean, and her coat, despite its odd coloring, really did look quite nice.
The mare moved to find shade among the trees by the waterfall, lowering her muzzle to graze, wishing to enjoy the peace and quiet for now before something would happen later on.
Knowing her luck, it would.
(Raxa is free to be claimed by a herd stallion or be approached by a kingdom horse)