Summer burnedー
The soft spot between her nose, her back, and even her eyes. Not one thing could withstand the sweltering heat, even the grass and various shrubs wilted down. Cloudless and blue the sky went on forever, into another time and place maybe. Into somewhere she could not follow.
Which, she supposed, was true enough. There were many places she could not go, her hooves were too tired and her mind too saturated with past memories. Once she had lived a full life but now?
Now she was a stranger in a strange land. Her coat crusted in salt and sand and heat. Not too different from her home, but she could smell the strangeness in the air. Could hear the sounds of unfamiliar birds in the scuttle of trees near the rear of the meadow.
Horses milled around her, they paid no mind in their daily routines. In the way they exchanged snorts and whispers with each other.
Antonia stood quite alone. Her head was held aloft on her neck, which was sleek and muscular and ever so delicate in its own wayーshe scanned the meadow around her with calm clarity. Her ears kept guard about her, one forward and one back, listening to the undercurrent of society.