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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

Me Myself and I... and the Flowers.


A shimmer of gold sparkled through the brush as the stallion walked slowly towards the open space. The sun was shining brightly on Bayun's coat, making it shine. He walked with his head lowered and his ears flicking softly. His amber eyes taking in every little bit of the life around him. His eyes didn't fall on other horses in the distance, but instead on the small butterflies that fluttered above sweet smelling flowers. His eyes went to the sparrow carrying sticks for her nest and to the bright flowers by the path. He felt a wave of warmth wash over him. This was his favorite thing in the entire universe. The gentle beauty of the smaller parts of nature.


Bayun floated into a trot, his long tail waving behind him, adorned with the few roses he had managed to tangle in. His long legs moved him into the lushes grass of the meadow. He slowed, a nervous tumbling in his stomach stopping him. He didn't know why, but other horses frightened him, to be honest, anything bigger than a coyote filled him with a nervous dread. His ears flicked nervously and his breaths came faster as he stood frozen.

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