02-05-2016, 02:52 AM
The tiny pinto looked out of place among the unique and the strangely colored mares. The only thing that seemed to draw any sort of attention towards her? Was her bizarre pattern of different colored spots dancing along her pelt and through the long wispy strands of hair that made up her tail and mane. Her nose was down low towards the hoof beaten grounds as she pawed tenderly at the frosted mud in hopes to look for something to satisfy her needy taste buds. Giving a muddy patch of brown grass a discontented snort Cara mindlessly started to wander away from the cackle of other mares.The sounds began to lull into a dull prodding to her ears as she spotted a small tree ahead of her, an apple tree with it's leaves barren at the bottom from all the hungry mouths it had fed this spring. If she was lucky enough, maybe she could find a sweet morsel tucked within the clumped leaves.
( short and simple!)
( short and simple!)