sable
A ways down the beach, something burst from the trees and made straight for her at a startling pace. When she looked, she saw a golden stallion with the sun glinting off his back and a feverishness to his expression, as if he was an ethereal archangel come to smite the dirty brown intruder. Sable stiffened in fear and prepared to flee. This is it, this is the end, she thought, but her legs were locked and refused to move. She could only watch, helpless as a deer in headlights, as the stranger barreled within striking distance, sand flying up from the force of his hoofbeats. Then, to her complete bewilderment, he dropped to the ground and rolled merrily, muttering something that sounded strangely like 'never again'.
What the...?
Her ears, pinned flat against her crest just moments before, flicked forward. The cloud of terror that had gripped her now dissipated just enough to allow her to scramble a few paces away, hooves slipping awkwardly in the sand and wet hair flinging water droplets into the air. When the stranger finally rose, she saw that she had nothing to be afraid of. Not only was he smaller than her, she could see now the fever in his eyes was caused only by excitement, and when he spoke, there was no malice to be had at all. In fact, he was offering her advice. She glanced toward the forest again and wondered what on earth he was talking about.
"Um, pardon me, but I was hoping to find some fresh water and food. Wouldn't I find it in there?"
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