Alone, but hopefully not forgotten

[||Prancer||Misha||Desire||]

Prancer looked to the shallow dirt surrounding the pond, anger, and uncertainty filled her. Shalome had promised her a home, and now she had one. But as soon as the home came, he disapeared. Her nostrils flared with each breath, letting the moistened air retreat. Her front flint slowly dug at the earth half-heartedly. She was full of life when she had come here, but so far it had sucked her dry. She snorted, angry at the choices she had made. she was young, and still had a life ahead of her. So far, the world had not shown its kindness to her, but she would not complain. Her tounge slipped out of her mouth, and she stood quiet as the saliva moistened her lips. Her head turned to her side, her lips touching her belly gently. She listened as it rumbled, but no, she would not eat yet. She had no will. Until she knew she would be safe, she would wait. Slowly she opened her lips, and called out.

[cammie;]

Large sun kissed stallion grazed happily near by. Auds flicked back and forth every now and then to make sure no danger came his way. Dial rose here and there to see the surroundings that made him stay in Galloping Free III. Cloud was a young bronc who had eyes to die for. The chocolate pools made you want to melt if your eyes met. He was a beautiful honey color with a colorless mane and tail and white socks to match. Oh, and he also had a white blaze that moved down to his black touched mug. He had come here out of banishment from his father and mother. He didn't do anything bad, he just was too old for the herd. Now, he wasn't as old as you thought. Cloud was only a colt. A mere three years of age. But, he was growing every day and from a distance you could tell he was a great stallion.

Spring was here now, and the brute was lonelier then ever. No equine was in sight or smell which made Cloud a bit confused. He thought many equines lived around here but maybe he was wrong. Getting of tired of where he stood grazing he moved on ward a bit, but not to find grass but to caught site of a femme. Tiara rose and orbs were alert to her presence. A nicker was given to see if she wanted company or if she wanted to be left alone. Either way, Cloud was gonna met her.

[||Prancer||Misha||Desire||]

^{Her nostrils flared, taking in the sweet smell of Spring. She looked to the water's edge, watching her reflection blue continuosly. Her flints started to sink into the cool mud, but she did not mind. A low rumble from another sent her to a face a stallion that looked like Shalome, but no, it was not he. She gave a greeting, her face lighting up with happiness at seeing another equine. A hello was given, letting him know his prescence was welcome.
I am Prancer, who might you be?
She studyed him, looking at his muscles and his markings. He was a work of art, yet all horses were. His mocha orbs seemed to stand out the most. They were gentle, and beautiful looking at the same moment. She shook her dial, she was not sure if she really thought these things or she was desperate. Confusion brought on by being left so suddenly. Her nostrils flared, hoping that the brute did not think less of her.}

[cammie;]

The brute was glad that his presence was welcome, and the honey hued bronc loped to the fae. Coming to a halt as he reached her, a smile was set upon his ebon mug. Twin towers that rested a top his think box pushed forward to her calling. Prancer. What a lovely name that was."Tis nice to meet you Prancer. I am Cloud. Are you from around here?" He spoke kindly and softly, for that how Cloud's nature was. Soft and Gentle. Mocha orbs looked the femme up and down and she was quite a beauty. He wasn't gonna lie. Whipcord flicked back and forth, hitting his back pillars as the annoying flys buzzed around the two.

[||Prancer||Misha||Desire||]

^{She waited as he approached, with each step closer he looked less like Shalome, a good sign it seemed. She listened to what he had to say, and could not think for a moment. Was she from around here? Yes, but technically no. She opened her lips and words formed, letting them slowly float to the stallion's awaiting ears.
Thank You, your name is quite charming as well. And to your question, I have been her for awhile, but I had a stallion, who took me in and left just as soon. I lived there for awhile.
She was somewhat shamed, and hoped he did not think anything was wrong with her, or maybe there was. A stallion took her in, got a land, then left. Did he just use her? She snorted in a confused manner, then looked to him, hoping he wasnt like all the rest.}

[cammie;]

^{Cloud felt bad for the mare. Her words made him pity her and he was alright for that."Why would some stallion give such a beautiful fae like yourself away?" He asked her, a warm smile crossing his ebon kissers again. What he had said was the truth. She was a very beautiful fae and why some stallion would just give her up made him more confused then ever. She was a lovely shade of grayish black that just caught the stallions eye. Who ever gave her away made the biggest mistake in their lives for she was an angel.}