The stars faintly twinkle in the pitch black midnight sky. They provide little light to guide her path, it was the crescent shape of the moon who lit the dunes before her. A soft breeze whips her blonde tresses around her delicate nape, a sigh heaves from her lips. It was quiet her in the dunes, but for how long? It seems as if every time she settles into the routine of a new home, something or someone disturbes it. She can not help but feel that this quiet was about to come to an end. Dark eyes flick across the dunes before her, she can not help but feel a slight tug as she leaves the oasis. A restlessness has come over her.
Her hooves glide across the sands as she slowly trots across the tops of the dunes, she does not go far when a familiar scent wafts into her quivering nostrils. Orhan. She raises her dished head high onto her delicate nape, she was unsure of the feelings that overwhelms her. Yet, she knows that it is time to confront him, their last meeting had been unproductive. She sighs, with the grace of her breed, she launches into a lope. Her tail flicks over her hindquarters, it flows out from behind her with each stride. She descends and ascends each dune with ease, this was one benefit of living here. It has made her fit, more fit then living in a flat expanse of sand.
His scent grows stronger, she slows to a cautious trot as she nears him from the front. Her eyes quickly flick over his creamy hide. How long has it been? Proudly she halts before him, her hide glistens beneath the pale white moonlight. The dunes have been kind to her. Only a few moments of silence pass between them before she speaks. "Orhan. What brings you here?" She lets her gaze wander back to where she knows Gabbar slumbers, or did he? How long until he realizes that she is gone?
Flaxen Chestnut Rabicano - Egyptian - 14.2 hh