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Post by musicluva789 on Dec 23, 2010 3:37:48 GMT -5
CLoud sighed and looked to the sky. Every day was so bleak, ever since she stopped seeing her sister. Her owner got ill, and eventually died. Then Cloud was so... alone. To join a herd was her only option. Now she's here... and lonelier than ever.
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Post by fizzy on Dec 24, 2010 4:37:41 GMT -5
Magic had been wandering for days, seeing no horses whatsoever, since her mother died.
Magic looked forwards into the leaping storm to see a horse walking off into the distance. This was an exciting time for her as she galloped at full speed, towards the horse.
"Wait!" she shouted.
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Post by musicluva789 on Dec 26, 2010 20:39:55 GMT -5
Cloud whipped her head around as she heard another horse. She had never seen this horse before, and didn't know why she was here. Maybe she was a new member to the herd? Cloud lifted her head to act strong, even though she wasn't. Her only option would be to run if the horse challenged her. "Are you new to the herd? Or are you even a member to the herd?" Cloud asked. It was the mare's den. But then again, Cloud had stumbled into the leader's den by accident when she joined. The leader then was curious of her at first, but then learned to accept her. But now she's dead. And the leader now accept her and lets her live in the herd, and that's all she needs.
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Post by fizzy on Dec 27, 2010 6:51:15 GMT -5
"Err, sorry," I said, guiltily, " I'm not a member of the herd, I just don't know what to do..."
I let my thoughts take hold of me.
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Post by musicluva789 on Dec 27, 2010 14:00:42 GMT -5
I was fine with it. "Don't worry! I was worried you were an attacker! I can't really fight for myself. I'm kind of weak," I say to the mare. I look to the leader's den, thinking. I knew Dancer might not love the thought of another mare, but still, more herd to help her look after her daughter. Her daughter had to have a mate and wouldn't, and Cloud knew how much it stressed out Dancer. "Follow me," I say moving into a swift trot towards the leader's den.
(go to a rainy day)
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