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A Mystic, Myth, or Fable...

Ailill
stallion~Gold Cream Champagne Sabino~15.3hh
As she drew closer, Ailill’s breath was stolen from his chest. Never had he been so mistaken, and how could he have been so wrong? It was her, completely and fully! Not to mention full grown! His eyes widened with his smile in delight at seeing the awkward filly become what she had. His heart and soul warmed even further as he hears her call and sees the shining energy in her eyes. He lifted ever slightly as she passed him, letting himself give into her energy and fire.

Of course, any man in his right mind would answer her request for a dance. Grinning all the way up his long face, he also reared onto his hindquarters, twisting the opposite direction to do a mirror movement of her dance. Pale mane and tail waved around his shoulders and into the sand, creating a cape of shining creamy gold. He could not help but notice how much she had truly grown into herself. Where once, she was a flailing filly she now had the movements of a mare who knew her body and her steps and how to use them. Nothing in this moment brought him more joy.

Finishing his spin so he could face her, he brought his head down and side-stepped with a prancing bounce to each movement. Sure, she could twist and rear, but had she learned to stay quick on her feet, too? He move up the beach, tossing his head with each bounced movement. Glancing over, he grinned at the other mare he did not know. Join us, my lady! There is always space for more in this! He tossed his head again, beckoning her forward. We can teach you the steps!
...A Truth or Fairytale...
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