Posted on November 25, 2014 at 04:09:38 PM by Jedi
THERE IS NO EMOTION----------THERE IS NO IGNORANCE----------THERE IS NO PASSION
THERE IS NO CHAOS----------THERE IS NO DEATH
He wasn’t really that far from civilization. The poor colt had just wandered further from his mother’s hiding spot that normal. He was soon found by a familiar dark filly. She bounded up to him and a smile settled on his features.
“Amity!” He half shouted, bounding forward. Amity talked about racing and the colt was eager to do something. He glanced back up at where he’d come through the brush and shook his head. His little black mane flew about. He would grow to be cursed with long hair and it already seemed to be coming in. He laughed at her antics, the nervous energy finding a better outlet now. “Sure!” He half reared up as she sprinted away to charge after her.
Jedi noticed the first of two fillies and put on full breaks. The painted one had avoided Amity’s sprint, but the colt found it more difficult to simply halt. He managed it though, four deep trenches behind him. He shook his head and regathered himself. He let out a call to Amity - they’d have others to play with. He looked at the painted horse. She kinda looked like she had a fine layer of dust over white. But not like white his mother. But she had the same kind of pattern he, his brother and sisters did. He looked at his own hide and then back at Hollowshank’s. Then they were joined by a girl who seemed a little dizzy. She had a spotted rump.
“Hi,” Jedi said. “I’m Jedi.” He flicked his black tail, blue eyes figuring out the two. Nemain had green eyes. That was different. He looked between the three girls. “You have same white as me.” He observed with Hollowshank. His little mind knew there had to be a connection, but he wasn’t quite putting it together yet. He shook his head and noticed a buckskin slowly making her way towards them. Like a good little stallion, he perked up and trotted towards her, angling behind her like he’d seen his father round the herd at night. He nickered at Amity again.
“Hi,” He greeted. “I’m Jedi. That’s Hollowshank, Nemain, and Amity. We’re gonna play races!” He was encouraging and friendly. After all, maybe he could chase them all and act like his father. You know, have a group of girls and get them all together. That could be fun. It didn’t occur to him that the other ladies might not want to join in on his and Amity’s fun.
“Amity!” He half shouted, bounding forward. Amity talked about racing and the colt was eager to do something. He glanced back up at where he’d come through the brush and shook his head. His little black mane flew about. He would grow to be cursed with long hair and it already seemed to be coming in. He laughed at her antics, the nervous energy finding a better outlet now. “Sure!” He half reared up as she sprinted away to charge after her.
Jedi noticed the first of two fillies and put on full breaks. The painted one had avoided Amity’s sprint, but the colt found it more difficult to simply halt. He managed it though, four deep trenches behind him. He shook his head and regathered himself. He let out a call to Amity - they’d have others to play with. He looked at the painted horse. She kinda looked like she had a fine layer of dust over white. But not like white his mother. But she had the same kind of pattern he, his brother and sisters did. He looked at his own hide and then back at Hollowshank’s. Then they were joined by a girl who seemed a little dizzy. She had a spotted rump.
“Hi,” Jedi said. “I’m Jedi.” He flicked his black tail, blue eyes figuring out the two. Nemain had green eyes. That was different. He looked between the three girls. “You have same white as me.” He observed with Hollowshank. His little mind knew there had to be a connection, but he wasn’t quite putting it together yet. He shook his head and noticed a buckskin slowly making her way towards them. Like a good little stallion, he perked up and trotted towards her, angling behind her like he’d seen his father round the herd at night. He nickered at Amity again.
“Hi,” He greeted. “I’m Jedi. That’s Hollowshank, Nemain, and Amity. We’re gonna play races!” He was encouraging and friendly. After all, maybe he could chase them all and act like his father. You know, have a group of girls and get them all together. That could be fun. It didn’t occur to him that the other ladies might not want to join in on his and Amity’s fun.
THERE IS PEACE----------THERE IS KNOWLEDGE----------THERE IS SERENITY
THERE IS HARMONY----------THERE IS THE FORCE
jedi
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