Posted on August 13, 2014 at 05:00:35 PM by Esmeralda
 The dawn morning had been quiet and Mera had found it peaceful as she stood along the edge of the jungle, her eyes cast out across the pale sand and to the crashing waves that lapped up onto the shore. The tan roan girl had not done much in these past few days, the ache in her leg still present but slowly easing with each passing day. So long as she didn’t strain it Mera could only guess that time would heal and eventually it would go away. But in the meantime she had to be patient and wait it out which was easier said than done. With a huffed sigh the filly set out at a uneven walk, the pressure making Mera give slightly on the injured limb. The extra pull of the sand was of no help but she sucked it up and moved along the border anyways. It was not often she drifted here; mainly straying towards the inside of the territory where her mother liked to reside but today was different. If only she knew just what it was. Suddenly a smell drifted to the young girl and she picked up her head with a pause, looking out across the sands to see a fiery colored stallion splotched with white. It was a different combination, one she had never seen before which made her all the more curious. Letting out a greeting call she set off at her walk again and hoped that the stallion would move to meet her so that she wouldn’t have to trek that far to see what he wanted. |
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