A craving comes over the crimson washed Egyptian, she desperately wants to set her hooves into the surf of the salty ocean. She knows that as long as she stays within the Dunes borders, she is safe. She sets out before the light of the last stars fade, her hooves noiselessly move through the sands. She angles herself in the direction of the ocean, and chooses a ground covering trot. She keeps her head high on her arched nape as she traverses across the tops of the dunes. She effortlessly navigates through the dunes, as she tops the next dune she slows as the lull of the ocean catches her attention. Eagerly she descends the final dune before the beach, her hooves kick out joyously.
As she nears the ocean, a squeal of delight erupts from her dark lips. How long has it been since she has just let the whole world melt away? She wheels away from the ocean's surf, kicking her hind hooves out at the incoming frothy waves. As her hooves set on the sand once more, she digs her hooves into the beach and leaps into a gallop. Each stride stretches further, her tresses whip out behind her. Her nostrils stretch, gulping in each breath of salty air. As she reaches the river's mouth, she slows, her sides heave with effort. Her hooves barely touch the beach as she dances on her tip toes.
She regains her breath, a smile touches her dark lips. It had been some time since she had let her hooves fly over these sands. She halts next to the ocean's surf, the sounds lull her into a trance. How long has it been since coming to the Lost Islands? How long would this peace last? She knows deep down that the peace is about to come to an abrupt end.
Flaxen Chestnut Rabicano - Egyptian - 14.2 hh