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Meadow

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i do what i want



He wasn't a colt by any means but he was still very young to the ways of the world, mostly out of self avoidance. He ran away from responsibility every chance he got. He wanted to live his life wild and free with no herd to protect or kids to raise. Why would someone sign up for that? He could play and run to his own desire and do basically whatever he wanted. Who could turn that down? When the mare snapped at him, he could have run for the hills, but he wanted to do a little better by her. Someone must have done her wrong for her to be so suspicious, right? He felt that he had to help her. Stupid morals. When he pointed out the trees, he asked if there was something he could do but she grunted in answer and started shuffling herself over to the trees.

He followed behind her like a scolded pup, head down and ears drooped. What should he do now? Go get help for her? Scream for it? He was in way over his head here. He didn't want to touch the mare in case she didn't want it. Snapping at him was one thing but literally snapping at him would be a whole other chapter. As she huddled in amongst the trees, he stopped a few feet away, his ears pricking toward her tentatively. He still didn't want to touch her in case she didn't want it but he positioned himself where most of the wind was blowing in, using his body to block it the best he could. It had to be second best to huddling against her for warmth, right? He told himself he was still doing the right thing. One ear flicked when she said he never gave his name. He gave a sheepish smirk. "Oh, sorry about that. It's Kamekaze."

She gave her name as Osceola and said she was from the Cove. His ears flicked back forth uncertainly as he thought for a moment. "That's on Tinuvel, right? This cold must be nothing to you then. I hear it snows there...a lot." He shivered at the very thought. With his thin coat, it was easy to see he wasn't made for colder weather. She seemed to want distraction so he could give her that.

Kamekaze_stallion_5yo_American Paint Horse Mutt_15hh_buckskin tovero coat_white/black mane & tail_blue eyes_bound to none_Salem Badlands

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