We Are Meant To Be Posted on April 13, 2012 at 01:04:40 PM by Cloud
Cloud was tired, swimming nearly nonstop from the Crossing to where she was now; unfortunately running from some other Stallions.
"This is ridiculous!" She muttered, storming up terrain and rested at the peak, looking to see if anyone followed her.
With her chocolate coat that shone like fire in the sun, her blonde mane and tail spreaded around her form like it was caressing her on the scenery around them as the mare galloped on, pausing every once in a while to look around.
Oh, how she hated the rain that was started to fall! The mare bucked wildly, furious that her warm fur was becoming cold and wet.
Cloud slowed to a trot and finally stopped for a breath, looking for a place to keep dry and sauntered off at a bouncy walk in search for it. If she met a stallion now...There'd go her entire day. Replies: There have been no replies.