These lights are calling me home

I feel... numb...

Mothers watchful eyes glance quickly for the form of her daughter, it seemed Kalei had worn herself out exploring for a short time, and it indeed had been a long day. Kalei had made a bed under a tall and strong tree, and she would be more than safe there, Insomnia was sure she would not need to head in the direction to which her daughter was yet, and these games intrigued her so, she could not yet pull away from them.

Poles flick forward once more, a rare thing to be seen upon the painted ladies features, but it seemed to suit her well none the less. His smooth tones once again entering them with careful precision, it would seem as though the bronc was handling her as if she were a porcelain doll, and though she was no where near these things she could enjoy getting such treatment more often. Most broncs she had run across had been too cocky for their own good, and that was one rule that my painted lady could not live under. However this was was different and she would rather enjoy seeing how things would play themselves out. Well refined plush parts once again letting icy melodies ring forth.

I am sure that Kalei will be fine, she is a very brave, but levelheaded little girl.

Those words seemed to ring with pride, however how could they not? For being as cold as she had been she had somehow given birth to a sweet young daughter, and it had changed certain parts within her spirit.

The sun had finally set, and the moon glimmered down upon her painted hyde indeed the night did depict my girl in her best format, and would she dare use this to her advantage? You bet. The breeze was light upon the ridge, and it blew her tresses around, laying them wherever they wished. The moon shone down upon the white patches on the ladies canvas, it seemed to glimmer and give them favor over the darker patches which shone best in daylight. Dark pools cast their hidden emotion glance upon the bronc once again.

Indeed his game was well played out, but no matter how hard he tried she knew she could make things very hard for him to resist and now was the best time to take the next step. She allowed the gap to remain between them for a few moments, a smirk evident upon her features as she began to prance around the bronc, banner waving proudly, circle getting smaller and smaller until the last turn her well muscled satiny coat rubbed up against his thick hyde. She then paced behind him and stood a few feet away.