sehrish

female, arabian, grey, Ee aa Gg, 14.2hh.
russell.

It did not take much poking and proding from the grey girl to get the spotted boy leading the way to his mysterious new kingdom. Naturally, she did not balk or even second-guess the thought of him living with another stallion, as it was customary for men to live with men in the land in which she had been born. Men courted women, to be certain, but there was no ball-and-chain ruling as to how a woman was to be kept in the company of her man. Her home had a rather relaxed dynamic on courtship, so to speak, and so Sehrish plunged happily into the cool, salty waters without any inconceivably bad feelings about Indian Hemp living with another stallion.

Once she had gotten there, the sun lay low in the distance, slowly preparing to settle in for the night, nestled in the stars in some far off place around the other side of the planet. There was no sun to warm her pale fur as she stood at the edge of the ocean, eyeing the sand near the coast to see wet footprints that lead somewhere into the forest- no doubt they belonged to the spotted duckling that had lead her here, and he was perhaps playing a game still. Determined smile set onto her face, she shakes vigorously, speckling the sand around her with a generous helping of salt water before charging off into the trees.

For a little while, she was given soggy footprints to follow, but eventually the trail that the appaloosa had left for her had disappeared and she found herself at a loss of what to do. Of course, she didn’t think that she had stumbled into a highly populated territory, and thought instead that she was stranded in this strange place without her duckling to save her.

Frowning, she flicks her tail across her haunches, brushing it across both her hips before shifting weight and deciding that this was a good place to set up camp while she waited for the stallion.

Settling in, she stooped her head and started to nibble at the already-green grass that had either survived the winter or wasted no time in returning to it’s fully restored vitality once the spring sun had started to rise and fall with regularity. The grass was sweet and moist to the tongue, and she found that it tasted better here than it had back on the island where Indian Hemp had found her- so she figured she had that going for her at least. While she grazed, suddenly ravenous thanks to the swim and the sprint, she could feel the sun slowly starting to cool at her back as it set in the far away horizon, soon to be leaving Sehrish completely engulfed in the darkness of this foreign forest.