05-01-2016, 08:44 AM
The wind lifted his mane off his neck, whistling in between his ears. The stallion felt like the birds who flew above them causing a smile to grow on his face. He snapped back to reality when he heard the call of Sorea and slid to a halt causing the grass to be ripped from the earth, unsheathing the dirt beneath it. He turned back to see Sorea call upon him and he gracefully pranced back to the red-gold mare.
As he was near she said they should call Ashara, and she had something to ask her. He glanced at her with curiosity as to what she had to ask and gave a nod Of course we can he smiled hopeful to see the golden mare.
JEDI
THE JOURNEY IS YOURS.