Posted on September 29, 2020 at 01:11:18 AM by Corona
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She could tell the bay stallion at her side was holding back and she wasn't a fan. What's the point of having legs that could carry you with the wind if you only wanted a slight breeze? The sand sprayed up from her dainty hooves as she pushed harder and harder, trying to push him faster. He was built for speed and endurance, no doubt, his wide chest and legs for miles whereas she was closer to the ground but that had never stopped her in the past from racing the taller horses. In the end, she was told what counted was the amount of wind in your heart. Glancing over, the mare caught his smirk and she snorted in response, her eyes glinting with mischief as she pushed a little more and a little more, waiting for a reaction in turn. Once she had her nose ahead, she felt disappointment rising as he didn't push back, at least not at first. But a rush of joy swelled her chest as the stallion suddenly burst into another gear and pushed ahead, his ears flat to his skull as he raced over the dunes. Laughing with victory, the gray mare tossed her head and kicked up her heels before surging after him. The dunes made it harder to catch up at first but as he slowed to toss his head, she squealed again for the hell of it and pushed up to gallop at his side. The waves of the beach opened up before them and she turned her head as the darker stallion veered in that direction. Tossing her head once more, she followed, sliding to a stop beside him as she shook out her coat and flared her nostrils, drinking in the warm air. Her own sides were glistening with sweat and heaving with each breath but she was delirious with joy after the race. There was never anything like it. As the stallion reared up and struck out a fore limb, she snorted in amusement, her eyes twinkling once more. At his words, she laughed lightly before catching his gaze once more. "I think the words you're looking for are 'thank you,' but I'll let it slide this time." Her lips tugged into a sly smirk as she swished her tail and turned her shoulder to the stallion. "Be seeing you, Maslakhat." Then the mare took off in another spray of sand, heading further into the dunes once more. Corona_mare_5yo_Arabian mutt_14hh_dapple grey coat (black base)_white mane & tail_brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Dunes photo by Olga_i@Shutterstock |
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