S T E R L I N G
I'll give you bonafied lovin', oh oh oh oh
The type that makes me feel old
I'll give you bonafied lovin', oh oh oh oh
The type that makes me feel old
She'd adapted well in the dunes. Having made her way from the common with Sato to his home land. She'd spent most of her time traversing the land rather then with the herd. Now however she'd covered most of the land and was finally ready to present herself to the rest of the herd. She'd recently turned two and her ever growing body was filling in more and more as each day passed. Since her arrival her awkward, gangly body was becoming more defined. Her coat thickening and the color maturing nicely. The dun was finally starting to show through the once dull brown. Lightening even more with the help of the sun.
Hooves carried her through the sand with ease. Gait less awkward but still holding that slight awkwardness that came with growing. Perhaps by the time she turned three she'd loose it completely and be a fully mature mare. She'd reached her full height and was starting to feel more at home with herself now. She knew she was growing more and more beautiful as time went on. Her arabian blood lines gave her a sleek, regal head and legs. The Adalusian blood giving her a sturdy frame with a long silken mane and tail.
Long legs streached out before her. Racing across the sand as she carried herself up a dune and came to a halt at the top. She'd had a good run and felt energized. Ready to just go go go and never stop. For now though it would do her some good to relax and catch her breath. Her mind was set to wandering now. She had to wonder if Sato was around. He'd been on her mind more and more now a days. It seemed as if the older she got the more boys started to pop into her brain.
Shaking her head and closing her eyes. She felt like a silly filly still. Mind always wandering away from her. Opening her eyes and glancing out across the dunes. Part of her still missed her mother but she knew she'd never grow up if she'd stayed at her side. While it worried her that Pierce had been taken by a strange stallion she knew her mother could handle herself. Lips would part, letting out a call to Sato. Hopefully she hadn't worried him with her wanderings. Granted she'd never left his territory but she'd kept herself from the herd.
Seal Brown Dun (EE Ata Dd)/Mare/Two/15HH/Aralusian Mix
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