Unborn
|
Post by Z Y N A on Jul 3, 2024 19:22:37 GMT -7
As her muzzle touched the ground, her lungs pulled both air and scents deep into her body. Her eyes closed as she sighed, hoping that maybe, just maybe, she was wrong. She shook her head and grumbled a little bit before raising her head upward. She opened her ears as she raised her head to the sky, looking at the night sky. The sky was bright and clear for once, allowing her to see the stars that covered the dark space above her head. She always wondered what might be up there, far above her in the wide open space. Shaking her head, she opened her eyes once again to find that her forelock had fallen over her eyes. She tossed her head to move the hair away before she looked at the landscape around her. She was starting to leave the tree line, finding herself staring at a large meadow. She was glad that, for once, she could not feel the heat radiating off of the ground. The lush pasture was still showing some green and flowers, letting her know that this land was still alive. Maybe she could find herself a future here, finally settle down, and stop searching for her mother and brother. It was a very hard pill to swallow. Knowing that she might never find them again, after six months of searching, there was still no sign. Striped hooves touched the ground as the large, painted mare moved out into the open field, picking up the scent of others.
tagged// open to anybody words// 250 character// marie rose, blue roan tobiano, gypsy cross with dark green eyes
|
|