Cream

The day had grown old making the trees cast eerie shadows across the Forest floor. Cream stood not too far away from the herd, her eyes cast out among the trunks and limbs for danger though so far in the seasons she had spent here there had been none. With a flick of her tail she sighed, allowing her head to turn back to the gathered herd. Their figures splashed color among the darkness and it gave her a soft smile to know that her and Jab’s were no longer alone.


Such peace was short lived though as a musky scent drifted into her ebony nares. It was a stranger’s smell that she had never caught before and without any sign of her stallion, Cream took it upon herself to investigate. Turing her tall frame towards where the scent drifted from she took up a fast walk, not wanting to seem too eager if she were to go any faster. But it did not take longer for her to spot his light colored skin, her own seeming like milk in the shadows.


“Hello there” she called, stepping free of the brush that had separated them to stand in his path. Her eyes were weary, her guard up but she did not hold any aggression. Being stolen never crossed the mare’s mind, never considering that she might be in danger. If he were to try he would find that she was capable of taking care of herself, but there was no use judging someone before they had committed such a crime. “What brings you to the Forest?” she asked curiously.