Cobblestone Creek
The herd who dwells within Cobblestone Creek is well provided for. A large wood smothers the land in thick trees and tall canopies, a few scattered clearings giving enough space for groupings to fit in the center together. There is a large cul-de-sac clearing that is lined by a deep bow in the creek which runs dry in hot summers so that one might see the cobblestone-like appearance of the creek bed. When the creek is dried, there is still hope in a smaller sister-stream running on the other side of the herd land.
This land is closed. No herds can live here.
On the prowl...;Domien
IP: 24.165.155.201
Posted on July 27, 2011 at 02:23:31 PM by Cri du Chat
She hoped she had come to the right place. Domien seemed to have uprooted the pair to this new place and it had been one hell of a journey to get here. Cramps pierced her ribcage as her body was slowly becoming accustomed to the growing weight within her. Damn child.
The little hell raiser at the Mountains had become too much of a pain in the ass to endure and Domien seemed to have liked this place better. Where ever this was. The place smelled of stale scents and others that she didn't know. Steel grey crown lifted to look around her, looking for the familiar frame of the blackened beast that had claimed her. Flicking her tail in agitation at his lack of presence again, she resorted to wait for him again. The mare pawed at the snow laden ground, revealing brittle, frozen grass that looked less than appetizing. Her nose wrinkled in disgust, but she would have to make due.
Lipping at the grass, she waited with anticipation for her beau. Hopefully this time she could tell him the news without any unexpected and unwanted interruptions.
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