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Meadow

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First Sign of Spring

What if I lose it all?



There are some things you can only learn in a storm .

Presti grinned as she let out a sigh. She was more than happy to rinse off with her new friend, but her question dampened her spirits for a moment. We never were part of a herd. My mom was blind and my father...well he's covered in scars. Both of them were always misfits that happened to find each other but we were never part of a herd. I have always wanted to know what it was like though. Growing up with other foals, getting to play, having a large family, I want that someday. The young mare ducked her head, embarrassed. She had never revealed those desires before. She knew her father would miss her, and her mother was no longer in the picture. She only wished that her father could find someone else.
She would watch him sometimes from the crest of a hill or from behind some trees. He seemed almost mournful when she was gone. And very alone. But she wouldn't let that rule her life. They both knew that Presti was too adventurous and young to want to stay with her father until the end of time, and she had a good feeling about this mare that had stumbled into her.
Follow me! Back to her cheerful self, Presti followed the stream until it turned into a river, then started to wade in. She beckoned Esther over her shoulder, shivering slightly as the cold water rushed around her legs. She watched the water briefly dirty before running clear as the dirt started to come off her hooves.
As she adapted to the temperature of the water, she found it to be quite nice. The sun was starting to be warm in the sky and the river was pleasantly cool. She lowered herself to her knees, laying on the riverbed and letting the current clean her coat. Underneath all the mud, her creme-colored coat was starting to show. A particularly strong current caught her off guard and she rolled, her head ducking under water for one brief, terrifying moment. She quickly resurfaced, sputtering and coughing to expel the unwanted water from her lungs. She made eye-contact with the other mare, and started to laugh. Care to join me?


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5 Years // Stallion // Norwegian Fjord // AA/ee/DD/FF/PgPg // 14.3 Hands
Played by Dappled light
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