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Life is nothing but a Game

Fundamental


Fundamental is quick to find out the figure is a mare by her perfume littering the sandy winds that whip into his face and if he had thought along the lines she had then maybe he wouldn’t have bothered approaching. Raiding was not on his agenda, not when he didn’t even have a home to herd them too. So the painted man pauses, looking at her in a confused manner while she escapes to the trees and leaves him behind. Giving a shake of his sand packed mane, he glances off towards the churning water before looking to where she had disappeared among the waves palm trees.


Turning, the stallion strides in the direction she had went with his head down and is more than grateful for the wind blocker once he is within the stand of swaying vegetation. Blinking away the sand that had tried to blind him, he gives a few snorts to blow out the grains from his lungs when he spots her waiting on him. Even if she hadn’t wanted his approach it seemed she had led him at least off the beach and in a more safer area.


Ears pitching forward for just a moment he lets out another nicker, hoping to show he wasn’t the threat she seemed to think he was. But Fundamental cannot hold the pillars forward for long before they brush back against his crown again, hating the way the wind whistles between them and the branches overhead.


stallion | liver chestnut sabino | 15hhs | homeless
html by shiva : edited by frost | manip by riley



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