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Consider me a Herold
Posted on June 24, 2012 at 08:45:07 PM by Vesti

Vesti
Ill news is an ill guest

Vesti officially hated the ocean. No, there was no way she was going back there again. She was shaking as she bolted ahead of the stallion she’d followed here the second her hooves hit shore. Her eyes had been wide, and she’d been grateful to get away from the rolling waves. The swim hadn’t been all that bad - but a little rough.

The Quarter horse in her didn’t allow her a long sprint though. She stopped and shook as if trying to get the sea away from her. Her eyes were wild - and she certainly was a little lost. But she didn’t mind. She just wanted to get out of the sea, and get it off of herself. Her ratty mane landed across both sides of her neck - which was rather uncomfortable. So she decided to roll a little, then shake more.

She didn’t think that she might look ridiculous. The thought didn’t even cross her mind. She was just having too much fun in actual dirt and grass. And she was never going to go into the sea again. It wasn’t going to take her. To be honest, she’d completely forgotten about the stallion she’d bolted a head of. That is, until she stopped and looked around. Right… there was someone else here.

And she’d never actually gotten his name. She was pretty sure that was supposed to be an early part of a conversation. She shook her head again, this time her mane falling on the right side entirely. Eh. She’d figure it out eventually.
.:mare::4 springs::sorrel [ee/Aa/dd]::unknown x unknown::Quarter horse x Morgan horse::home::children::by blushie:.


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