Can I be your.... Buddy.

[.Buddy.]

.Don't be afraid of the shadows.

Water was a funny thing, one minute it could be calm and still and then the next it could be in a destructive rage. The gray femme wondered about this as the water from the stream wash over her irons. She watched the blue-green waters turning to wight foam as it crashed down on the white sand-bar. She saw tiny water-bugs scurry along trying to get somewhere to hide from the punishing currents. The trees were a sharp emerald contrast to the bright blue sky and the shimmering water. Emy would have loved it here. Thinking of the old white mare who had been her companion and dearest friend stung at her heart. She had helped her so much, she had been the sturdy pole that had help her stand after everything that happened. She thought of the dirt-bag they had escaped a mere two months ago. She thought of the way he had sneered and jeered them as he abused them. She smiled suddenly... not because she held any feeling for him... or that she ever really had.. It was more along the lines that he hadn't won... he had broken her... he hadn't killed her. And even though she was sad that Emy was gone... she was glad that she had a little freedom away from the b*st*rd who had taken away her wings and made most of her life a living hell. She had died peacefully and the petite stone washed femme hadn't left her side till the very end. Thats what it means to be true friends... She brought her thoughts back to the present and she looked around her. She didn't know where she was and she didn't know anyone who could help her. She stood there and wondered how long it would be before anyone found her... In her head, she hoped no one ever would. But in her heart she hoped it would be soon. She was lonely without Emy and she didn't truly wish to be alone, because that was the thing she feared the most of everything in the world... being alone.


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[.Buddy.]

Sparkling optics locked onto the sight of a single leaf riding the currents down the small stream. She smiled as it slowed on it crusades to linger at her damp irons. She lowered 'er crania and let her lungs release a small snort. The force from the outburst caused the leaf to be pushed back into the active part of the stream and then be swept away with the flow. The young iron colored femme smiled at the simple amusements. She stayed put letting her mind wander in the clouds. She thought of many different things all at the same time, like Where should she go... what should she do... What would Emy do? She forced herself onto happier notes, like the fact that she was healthy and happy. She had never really been one to dwell on the past.

The rumbling whicker of another brought her back out of her daydreams and forced her to regain her composure. Her ears flickered back momentarily... unsure whether the Equine was to friend or foe. She turned to look and found herself gazing upon a sun-marked masculine. Her audatives hesitantly came back up as he showed her that he wasn't here for ill-doings. She gazed at him for a moment in silence, taking him in and evaluating him with her opticals. She looked up to him slightly because of their height difference. She was small and petite. While he was taller but still retained graceful and limber features. Personally, she liked his looks but she decided to wait for passing judgments until they had spoken a bit. She smiled at him, in a goof lopsided kind of way and let 'er cheerful lyrics call out,

Well... hey there stranger